Without a Name to Hide Behind - Samantha Madway
Your bare, my bones— we’ll never break even. You pronounce repressed like capital offense. You stomp and slam and seethe, take a...
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- Aug 30, 2020
- 1 min
A Baking Recipe or Something - Henrriot Jean-Baptiste
Moments from the past are precious specimens. Yet, like mold they eventually fester and spoil swollen mounds of dough prepared to rise...
- Aug 29, 2020
- 1 min
dry eyed, but - Shantha Bunyan
today | even though i have not cried | i feel wrung out | like a dirty dishrag | used and tossed aside | and though i...
- Aug 28, 2020
- 1 min
A Firefighter’s Promise - Michelle Anne
A firefighter’s promise is something I think about almost every day When the man I love goes off on a call, most certainly into harm’s...
- Aug 28, 2020
- 1 min
Flock of Birds - Amanda Baker
When I see a hundred birds I wonder what they say It looks like they all trust The one up front to lead the way I put trust in little...
- Aug 27, 2020
- 1 min
Beach combing for Sea Glass After Chemotherapy - Carrie Hunter
White crested banners of Poseidon, Drape the nerves, Of peat moss sand, Lick the source, Of all stature, Our pebbled feet could afford,...
- Aug 27, 2020
- 3 min
Insomnia - Alana Saab
Nocturnal nebulas enclose — do they enclose? — on a queen-sized bed to breathe life into only one of the bodies there. The other remains...
- Aug 26, 2020
- 2 min
Fill or be filled - Charlie Brook
I spend a lot of time trying not to be the kind of girl who needs you To become the traits that I see in other women, traits that I...
- Aug 25, 2020
- 1 min
Name Withheld Upon Request - Michelle Brooks
The moon, a fingernail of light tonight, appears, and I return home late. I don’t have anywhere else to be, and you don’t have anywhere...
- Aug 24, 2020
- 1 min
Sinking in Silence - Kaylee Tucker
Depression is comparable to the Titanic. Not the actual sinking of the ship with an onset of panic and a...
- Aug 22, 2020
- 1 min
Without Fear - Alix Klingenberg
I tiptoe to the door of your heart And sneak in through the keyhole, climb under the soft, white blankets and kiss your fingertips one by...
- Aug 21, 2020
- 1 min
To the Boy that Didn’t - Taylor O'Lynn
To the boy that didn’t Or couldn’t Love back the way I can Days, nights, weeks, months, years Your ego put my worth in the corner Sit,...
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