Have you ever just wanted to walk to the edge of the earth, standing on the last little corner of dry land? Standing there watching waves dissipating into the vast void, turning in the wind as the water at your …
To Mom & Dad by Joanna Southcott
You are the rock in the water, and I am the little seashell, or maybe a crab, or a fish you have weathered many storms, stood the test of time provided solace, comfort, and stability one day I will be …
Sounds of a Vietnam War-Era Childhood by Dana Zimbleman
Always murmuring in the background, the television taught me the alphabet game using words from faraway lands. P-P-P… Phnom Pehn L-L-L… Laos A-A-A… Agent Orange Y-Y-Y… Y? Subtle sounds, soothing to a civilian child remote and removed from sad suffering …
Limbo by Carson Hill
Swirling, twisting, turning, blue Thoughts of my own contained, thrown, maimed,by reminders of the home you became,and the ceaseless, burning, spiteful road. The unknown frightens my best and tightens my chest,inciting endless unrest, forced growth,sparking light more potent than words …
The Shiny Sea & Silver Siren by Angela Sisk
The Shiny Sea She held my hand and made me feel something. There was electricity that passed from her grasp into mine. Her mocha-brown locks bounced all over her face as she skipped across the sand. She was free. She …
The Way it Speaks, Salem Verrie
My body knows a different language. Not that I can’t understand it, but my surroundings are completely lost. When my body says “sit” and I deny it, it is not shy to pinch me as a punishment. My body doesn’t …
I am a Woman by Guadalupe Batres
I am a womanI am strong and capable I hear you cannot achieve anything without a manI see a male dominated worldI want women’s rights and equalityI am a woman I pretend I am not fearful to walk alone at …
Stand Together by Kaley Corinaldi
Let us stand together Each man and woman forever We shall not stand for this hate We shall not contemplate The hate black people receive in this world Shall not be twirled Into the lives of so many young black …
a pleasant sort of haunting by elianna tenace
it nests inside my wretched house. mother swears i caught it on the trip, thinks i hurt something i shouldn’t. but ghosts don’t catch like colds. when i fall, wine-drunk and pleased soft hands pull my threads sighing from under …
Fall is in the Air by Abigail Hansen
When night’s shadows no longer subside Autumn declares it has arrived The summer light now fades away Bringing with it shorter days Leaves of red soar to and fro As they clatter down the road Green fades to orange and …