Beauty The truth The sad reality of my life is… I’m not enough, a failure, I disregard my beauty, and so on. Enclosed in a shadow of my own self pity. The story of why Younger me wished to be seen. Seen by boys and viewed as beautiful, but no matter how hard I…
Category: Poetry
Dreaming by Josh Lopez
Dreaming The crimsons fade as dusk settles away I dreamt you here with me, overlooking our final moments The fires set deeply within I remember those nights when you held me near Your clouded mind fogging our vision Lying your fair frustration upon our bed Now, your fevered touch within my dreams raises…
Modern Man by Eric Reyes
Goodnight Moon… Hello Nightmares The fifth layer of my internal hell I wake up to find my conscious altered Flaming down like Icarus fell Hello Sun… Goodnight comfort An abstract painting of real life Typical feelings of anxious expression The conscious mind falls on the knife…
Battle of the Snow Fort by Acey Jendzel-Scott
The siblings call in triumph; At last! It’s done! They proudly stand before Four cardinal walls of Snow – The beast watches She plots! She prowls! This wretched construction Has no place in her yard – The smaller sees her first What’s that? Look out! A monster with a black pelt Is racing towards their…
It is the First Spring without You on the Patio in the Morning For Melville Kitty 1996-2011 by Meg Spencer
Plush black and white tuxedo feline Fountain of whiskers, amber eyes blink, blink, blinking I sip sweet organic Gumitindo while reading the new york times it’s the first spring morning without you on the patio, curled up like a comma drowsing under trailing trumpet vines squirrels chatter, flickers tap, tappity, tapping crabapple tree blossoms, a…
Korean BBQ by Claire Kopp
Korean BBQ Four pale faces eyes squinted with consternation, our options obscure. Unfamiliar symbols on a laminated surface make eyes skitter across the page, unable to rest on a recognizable form. One table over, is teeming with chatter and laughter and Bar-B-Que. Heaped with an array of incomprehensible items. A woman there is raking…
Ashes to Ashes by Samantha Cooley
There was a time when my eyes shone, Lit with the hope, Bright and near. No doubt or fear In calling you my very own. There was a time when your eyes too Brimmed with a love, Strong and clear, No frown or tear, Then ready for a step anew. But now that…