“Ego Vibes,” by Nemo Trice
May 2, 2024
My light is so bright people can’t see it’s so fast that it could go down to the deepest depths of the ocean all the way to Japan your head is expanding like a balloon full of my words what I writ...
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“this spring,” by Aamina Mughal
April 25, 2024
you let spring make you lazy, it seeps like honey into your bones until they’re heavy and sinking like grand ships with holes in their hulls. spring makes ruins of you. you watch the sunrise over a ...
“Ode to Loss,” by Ryan Thich
April 2, 2024
I forget your love hurts How others forget death To say these blurry motions of mines Aren’t of my heavy eyes, even I forget dreams exist at night It’s your starry eyes, blue skin Blue lips, still...
“Trees,” by Qes McCord
March 28, 2024
“Inheritance,” by Janae Lu
You ask me what I will inherit, You want the easy answer—the kind I would have given you as a child When the glass was half full and full of fairytales, 3D printed hearts, primordial forests, Cars m...
“Silence is a limb,” by Fatra Hussein
March 14, 2024
My limbs go loose. Digging deeper and deeper into the earth. As if they are searching for food. My blood seeps out. I wince at the wound. It’s been there since I learned how to talk. It kept me sile...
“Dear Spanish,” by Mateo Acuña
February 27, 2024
Hello old friend. Have you stopped hiding from me? Have you stopped pretending that you’re listening just around the corner, is that why you touch me with silence? Or is it because two worlds ar...
“Time is Funny and Sad” by Hafsa Muse
February 6, 2024
Time is how flowers grow slow. Time is how flowers die fast. Time is a fox that used to be a cat. Time is the past that used to be the future. Time used to be a clock. Time is a frog dancing on a cat....
“Glimmer” by Vayuna Lamba
February 1, 2024
At 24 mile creek you can see the sea. The ocean is right to me. In the forest we chatter and have fun and datter and tell puns. Within the dock without a lock, adrift upon the sea, where will I go wha...
“First Story” by Ileah Wright
January 25, 2024
I don’t quite know where I’m from who I was, or what I did, but now I am The One: The Kid The Mystery The Storm The Lightning The Clouds The Sun The Moon The Stars The Luck The Good The Bad The Sa...