Poem by Jacob Jing I swear this is not a poem about my last quiz grade or my calculus lecture. I swear I will not think about my five assignments due or my college applications. I swear. Yesterday, in counseling, I said I was doing better. That I’ve been making myself think only of beautifulContinue reading “jan 26th resolutions”
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Dark and Stomach-Churning Novels You Should Add to Your Reading List
A collection of reviews by Odara Massey One of my all-time favorites, Bunny follows Samantha Heather Mackey, an MFAstudent whose life gets entangled with the rest of her creative writing cohort, a cult of rich women who act like little girls and call each other ‘Bunny’. Samantha sees them as a nuisance and detests theirContinue reading “Dark and Stomach-Churning Novels You Should Add to Your Reading List”
you sat under the table with me
Fiction by Lauren Purnell One sunny day during recess, Sarah had the clever idea to scamper under the plastic picnic table and hide. The teachers always told us to stay in their sight and out of trouble, but she never listened. “Look,” she whispered, “That one looks like a sword.” She picked it up—barely longerContinue reading “you sat under the table with me”
mild texas december
Poem by Jacob Jing Today I wake, not to rain but the / death of it. Grey through windows, corpsing / against translucent curtains. / The soft scent of a storm, / lingering in the moist breeze. Gently, / I am bent back to slumber like / a beam of light softening as it /Continue reading “mild texas december”
Sunset Shimmer
Poem by Lyndsie L. Conklin Skylights, dressed in orange,reach for her twilight lover.His eyes reflect the small joyof her cheek, the smallest epicof feeling; a tragedy. They dance–the pink gray cloudsbecome the only flowing evidenceof their rehearsed waltz. Her dress flows across the skyand burns ever brighteras their dance climaxes. His duskcoattails mix with herContinue reading “Sunset Shimmer”
Was It Worth It?
Poem by Varrick Kwang Was it worth it: Five years of hard trainingFive hours per sessionWith all the sweat dropped per lessonGetting stronger is the reason. Two years of my life,Fighting under the hot sun in a burning uniform.All for the pay of peanuts The bank is brokenThe Wallet has holes in itAnd for what?JustContinue reading “Was It Worth It?”
MAYBE THIS WILL BE BETTER THAN THE LAST
Poem by Paris LeClaire I said, in vain, of course, butAlready I had mispelled the titleAnd the word “misspelled” and allI can think to write is the quietWord “ephemeral.” There is no greater loss than thatOf the language through which weBreathe, except, perhaps, for the dirt stainCreeping up on the clean white of mySandals. Perhaps.Continue reading “MAYBE THIS WILL BE BETTER THAN THE LAST”
MY FIRST POEM
Poem by Paris LeClaire I am lying sideways on a momentI will feel, feel, feel until the dark slug slidingBetween my trachea and my esophagusIsn’t a slug but a waterCreature—or maybe some otherScaled, amphibious thing. Maybe.I’m not sure where I’ve seen it (I know I have):Not everything feels like something else.
Fluffy Affections
Poem by Varrick Kwang Fluffy Boy Cute fluffy boyPlaying with yarn of a toyAs your clean white hair rustle with the windAs you bear brown little markings look like a marshmallow. Cute Fluffy boyHow carefree must you beTo sleep in the middle of the corridor where the humans walk.To loaf with such easeTo sploot withContinue reading “Fluffy Affections”
Pockets
By John Oberholzer Women’s History Month Prose Winner What’s in your pockets right now? Have a feel, pat them down. Somewhere in the world, not far from you; a man is walking down the street. He’s on his way to meet a girl he found on tinder last week. There’s a wallet in his pocket.Continue reading “Pockets”
