It’s two in the morning and I can’t sleep. It’s raining outside. Pouring, really. The rain taps firmly and incessantly on the glass. tap tap. tap. It makes me uneasy, the tapping. I try my best to avoid looking out of the window, just in case I see something out there. Even though I know…
Year: 2020
Archived: Daydreaming by Alaina Kammersgard
The world floats by lazy eyes, enveloped in the shimmering iridescence of a soap bubble. Ears hum with the buzzing resonance of all that is, all that was, and all that is left to come. Caught in a quiet, fuzzy reverie, as life rolls on, and leaves me behind.
Archived: Antique Shop by Alaina Kammersgard
Wading through cluttered aisles, the fragrance of antiquated books wafting with each step towers of things piled upon things memories upon memories A rusted bike, missing its wheels A fraying rag doll with a stitched smile and one blue button eye A small, faded pink dress with a red stain on the sleeve A tattered…
Archived: Her by Phillip Muniz
She smelled like peaches and happiness. She feels like soft grass and a cool breeze on a summer day. She looks like God made another angel that day. She smiles like a faerie with a secret. Her laugh makes the whole earth go quiet. Her tears make all hearts softly break. She takes me along…
Archived: Loss by Phillip Muniz
I lie here waiting watching silent ‘neath the shadowy eaves of the broken night. Casting my mind to the lost and broken, lost in shadows, lost in light. What is it? Loss isn’t when you can’t find something, loss is when you feel the imprint. A blurry negative of what once was. Being lost in…
Archived: Would You Like A Receipt? by JJ Jimenez
I was always taught To put receipts away. As every item is bought, In my desk that paper stays. From the headset on my desk Including the board I type this on. Should something turn out grotesque By the next day it would be gone. But now, I think, should the time come, That is…
Archived: The Clouds Are Different Here by JJ Jimenez
Sometime between dusk and dawn In a col stop on the edge of town A glass angel walked in the door. Though we wore no crown, She greeted each of us like queen. And with grace sat down to read. She was the friendliest face I’d seen After a night cold and tired. I was…
Archived: Hungover in a Museum by JJ Jimenez
Hungover in a museum I struggled to read the self important words of artists that thought themselves poets and wordsmiths reaching into nothing trying to stitch meaning through the sterile displays after drinking with Foreigners seeing the palaces of Kings enjoying the beauty of Music these pompous halls held nothing for me with no one …
Archived: No Man’s Land by Kyle Cunningham
There is madness in the trenches Beneath the earth and crimson mud They fall to gain ascension Their ghosts will walk tonight Through no mans land and mortar shells They push on towards the light Unburdened by earthly fears and the outcomes of someone else’s fight Unburdened by the smell, the rats, The water, brown…
Archived: Die Luft by Katlynn Stecklein
You are the air around me, clairvoyant and amok I see you in everything, breathing you in You take shape in any form you want me to fill You are the air that inflames a fire that’s meant for destruction You are the air filling water molecules to wash me out That sits on top…
Archived: A Song for Someone by Adison Linder
I tried to write a song. A melancholy song, full of days of numbness like codeine, depriving me of all sensation, and nights spent staring at the wall because no matter how I tossed and turned or kicked, sleep wouldn’t bring its comatose embrace. A simple song, a D-minor, maybe an E-major, an A chord,…
Archived: Diary of an Enraged Student by Pricilla Jordan
I am black before I am human, I am a disgrace before I am accepted, I am a thief before I am an ally. I am a child before I am bright, I am dead before I am alive, I am split between two worlds and Neither one accepts me. I am broken but taped…
Archived: The Desert Bluffs’ Corruption by Adison Linder
Light Like a thousand suns, never flickering, relentless beam of a beacon. It spreads everywhere, a tangle of vines suffocating out the dark. Nothing is safe from its interrogations. Everyone looks toward it, eyes bleeding, they cry out its name joyously. They praise it, adore it, worship it, that awful blinding light, But you close…
Archived: Fade to Black by Adison Linder
Serpent’s tongue, coated with silver, Says only what you want to hear. It wraps its coiling torso around your throat, Trapping your voice, now and forever. If you try to dig your nails into its iron scales, Free your windpipe to scream out, It just squeezes tighter. One lie is like a lighter It ignites…
Archived: The Halfling Prince by Zoe Coats
Lamentation garb, your falsehood Tears, the memory of an absent childhood Mourn me not, oh father of my sister Leave pine to the greenwood For no eulogy shall be penned In your crude scrawl And no forlorn preacher Reciting in his Southern drawl They fashioned me chains of iron As if that could hold their…
Archived: Nobody by Dez Albrecht
Nobody knows Where the Grim Reaper goes But the Grim Reaper feels quite alone. You see, nobody likes him Everyone fears him For doing the job he has to do The blue skies and the hot guys Are things he enjoys too But, in the end he does what he has to do Deep below,…
Archived: Quicksand by Katlynn Stecklein
Stepping out into the sand, I gaze The ocean never looked so clear So full of life and unexplored The ocean’s vastness looks so mesmerizing The blue filled with promise and happiness I see friends and family and laughter The sounds harmony lightens my heart I feel as though I am floating with the waves…