I reminisce upon the first night I had you near me, drunk on wine, Intoxicated elation, the citrusy musk of your cologne The scent of your skin befuddling my being I linger upon secret seductive smiles and come hither Glances across the room, the indulgence of your kiss The embrace of your arms I wit-wander…
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The Elegy of Us by Josh Lopez
And I, want to take the time to Acknowledge the loss And I, want to take this moment to denounce the time we spent Dreaming, loving, and lying to what we were The time we should’ve reclaimed Too soon, and not quickly enough The lingering pain of your hand upon mine The biting sting of…
Archived: At the Water’s Edge by Sundance Hollingsworth (SKD: 1st Place Fiction)
At the Water’s Edge Ezra closed his eyes. The last stretching fingers of honeyed August light warmed his cheeks and brow, and he brought the can to his lips. Crisp, light beer. He drank deeply, chased it with the hot smoke of his cigarette. Snubbing it out in his plastic ashtray, he mindlessly patted Rufus…
You’ll be a Man my Son by Sundance Hollingsworth (SKD: 1st Place Poetry)
youll be a man my son what does it mean to be a manwhen everyone cansee that heis strugglingwhen the nightsare longer than the days what does it mean to be a manwhen he paints his nailsand feels attractivein eyeliner what does it mean to be a manwhen he wakes up and thinksim still here…
These Metaphors, My Body by Mariah Crawford (SKD: 1st Place Essay)
These Metaphors, My Body I find it easiest to describe my chronic illness in metaphors. When asked how it feels to hold a chronic illness within my body, I perform a magic trick of words. With my words, the lights dim, the smoke machine whirls to life, and I become the wizard hiding behind the…
All’s Well That Ends Well by Jaime Calahan (3rd place Literary Analysis)
All’s Well That Ends Well? Boy meets girl; boy wants girl; boy takes girl, is a story so drilled into us that we barely stop to question the morality of it. It is a story well-worn in our minds. We accept it without hesitation. This is the way of things; this is how it’s always…