Fading Days of Red – Part 1
by Danyelle Hershkopf On the first day of ninth grade, the English teacher, whatever her name was, was droning on about…hell, I can’t remember. What… Read More »Fading Days of Red – Part 1
by Danyelle Hershkopf On the first day of ninth grade, the English teacher, whatever her name was, was droning on about…hell, I can’t remember. What… Read More »Fading Days of Red – Part 1
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by Nathaniel Anacta We were dead. Or I think we were. Have you ever dreamt you were a tick and saw it so real that… Read More »The Red Line
by Alexis Romano I am a Moonchild’s child— clean and sound and young— always rolling like waters, always delicious like the Eucharist, always snapping like… Read More »To You Two: My Daughter and Son
by Alexis Romano I have seen God in his bed smoking a cigar, cackling at my life, my jokes. Good luck, Alexis. Among the fathers… Read More »I Have Seen God
by Alexis Romano I love to call you Father, but my mother—my first love—lifts me up like a gift. She is as long as a… Read More »Alexis Like Thomas
by Lindsey Pero How do we get to the places we are in? Do our choices drop us here, like with a metal claw? I… Read More »How We All Do Roll
by Demi Moore To hide is to wallow Embedded in our shadows Or in despair Yet to question What is to become of us May… Read More »To Hide
by Stephanie Montalti Powdered puffs Hang In the air and in an instant, Fall To The Ground. My knees don’t mind Mr. Harsh Concrete, Neither… Read More »Soapy Stuff and Pixie Dust
by Katherine Miranda I love autumn, Her beautiful colors, Her lovely lipstick shades Scarlet red and toffee brown Surely she’s quite a stunner I love… Read More »The Autumn Woman
by Lindsay Griffiths Let’s saturate the empty air around us with conversation, your voice a sensation that I can’t help but smile to and while… Read More »Just Another Sappy Love Poem