I hunger for cheese, awake in the night. Shall I travel to the kitchen or stay at rest? Alas, my hunger is too strong. The path for cheese is dark and dangerous, but the path I will undergo, lest my hunger strengthen. In the darkness I quake. Heavy faces in the dark frighten me. I…
Category: Poetry
Con un solo Paso by Daniel Rodriguez Zamora
Cuando corro siento el viento bailando con mi pelo, mis pies besando a la tierra una y otra vez. El sol me sonríe, su sonrisa es más brillante que cualquier joya. Mi corazón tan alegre que podría salir de mi pecho. Con estas emociones podría correr para siempre. Cuando corro estoy en un sueño hecho…
Death: a part of living by Venice Varner
Death is seen as a gruesome subject losing someone isn’t about death it’s about the living. The living collect the trinkets and treasures they grip the memories as strings of a missing soul the truth about death is not gruesome it is only a deadline death is what makes life precious.
My Narrative by Jocelyn Thomas
We seek the love stories told to us as children, and yet we betray their hearts oh so often, for the love we think we deserve. Biography: Jocelyn is a Senior at Early College Academy. Her Incite published pieces are two poems entitled “Constellation” and “My Narrative”.
Constellation by Jocelyn Thomas
You are love, For the moon looks upon you, her child and weeps for your safe return. The stars stare upon your earthly body in awe of the beauty they see you possess The sun in envy of the light which your body illuminates The universe resides within you little one because you are… -…
Bind by Jocelyn Thomas
In the simplest words My soul was addicted to yours. And I know our souls are the same Biography: Jocelyn is a Senior at Early College Academy. Her Incite published pieces are two poems entitled “Constellation” and “My Narrative”.
Headlights by James Zimmerman
The sunshine on your face was blinding. The light reflecting on those gentle amber eyes, crows feet and smile lines… I was only sixteen. So happy, living in ignorant bliss, the youth we took for granted. Joy in your smile and fire in your eyes but I can’t quite recall when the light started to fade. …
Spring time by Ash Albrecht
The spring rains shine down as one As the heart of another is struck The sobs of the sky fill the air But the sobs of the one there Are the only ones judged Thunders and lights Are seen as joy Sometimes fear to ones But i see it As a cry to oneself Thunder…