by Paige Conley The edge of popping the pimple, even though the dermatologist said not to touch my acne Wait it out. Wait everything out. It will get better is what they tell me. The edge of “hitting you with my car in the school parking lot.” The edge of “do I pretend I need … Continue reading
by Mikayla Mislak How can I love you constantly With my inconsistent gaze? Will you run away from me If I forget to hold your hand? Would you see me as a stranger If you couldn’t spot me in a crowd? Would you love me still If I awoke as a woman When you thought … Continue reading
by Mikayla Mislak people don’t believe me when i say that I can see them grey lockers smeared with my calling card “Freak” i’m just a kid but they see fit to crucify me laugh at me i’m just a kid that sees monsters but they are the kinds that everyone can see why can … Continue reading
by Eli Hayes The noise of history is gray and turns with the wind, Like pages held by hungry children; smoke and laughter. And madness in a village of plasma, voices unheard, Tombs unseen, sacred and without a home. Red hair wisps, soft voices whisper, As we hold the hand of the beast, We, the … Continue reading
by Mikayla Mislak The little boy wants to believe in the wonder the hope the memories and the dreams but fear crawled from underneath his bed. It unhinged its dark jaws and started to swallow the boy whole. With his breath quickened and his eyes stitched closed the boy buries himself in his bedspread catacomb. … Continue reading
by Paige Conley From the December 2015 Issue She can’t be your friend. It’s just the way it is. She’s not a girl. She’s not your salvation. She’s nothing. Her feet aren’t cold because her heart is. Her lips are red because his flesh was. Her love is not lasting because her age is everlasting. … Continue reading
by Mikayla Mislak From the December 2015 Issue I. The boy with shadows on his cheeks slides into the mahogany room. Morose in every sense of the word. He eagerly slides knives into his wrists, guns to his temple, nooses around his neck, and flames to his flesh. Never to die but never to be … Continue reading
