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by Sadaf Pauls so thin in this land I have become a vine rooted in a crust of a rock. without a shadow an alien streak in your botanical...

by Arabella McClendon Arabella is a college student studying creative writing and computer science, and a lifelong student of the...

by Ruth Towne I come by my disorder honestly. Nothing appears to be wrong. My father loved me. So he keeps my teeth in a jar on his...

by Cait Jones For much of these youthful years, waning now, I have been half fancied by false redemption Of sacred cells, Mocking with...

by Carson Wolfe Two years after the security footage replayed my footsteps from the bar, off along that dark wooded route. The news died...

by Lyn Seo 한해가 끝나면서 나는 색종이처럼 접혀지고있다 on one side, i am red. i have spent so much time running tirelessly, ripping through my hardest times...

by Roukia Ali Art lingers like a spectre longing for the moment it’s going to possess me—drifting down Darkened hallways in the morning,...

by Ian Robertson Death is a significant but inevitable occurrence in everyone’s life. Tis strange all right, lookin’ at him there, laid...

by Mickey Redant Again, I find myself scrying our river orange streetlamp halo shielding me from the night so black. Where was it that we...

by Dorian Winter my wrinkled hands are far too shaky to suture this gaping undercurrent between the two of us neither of us constructed...

by Nidha Khan I hated Mother's day. The floral cards, the balloons with My mother is the best!  Written on them in bright pink paint. I...

by Yuu Ikeda behind the horizon, summer and autumn mix together. my pallet is still full of vivid colors. so, i can't draw autumn. my...