By Gemma Green a soft, prudent kill at the end of hardened limbs one pill, two pill excavating eternal bondage a churning of 200 small...

By Sarah Quinn I miss you dreadfully already. We have both lived the ways this ends time and time again, but it’s the question of when...

By basq Lyon I found myself craving feeling again. Remembering when it flowed through me so effortlessly. When stimulation was my only...

By Dorota Chioma Mental wellness, An apex of a mountain Climbing up is time consuming and burdened with effort. Falling down happens...

By Tassia Dorsamy She thought he was the one Little did she know that it was all wrong His erratic behavior at first seems normal...

By Safiyyah Altaf Slipping on fertility, brought to my knees Reaching for water at the robin river Stirring and searching the amniotic...

By Lucy Pettigrew We nursed our sadness like a newborn, tended to depression like dying flowers, blade bracelets wrapped round magnolia...

By Annie. J The beauty and the body, glorified And bold. Narcissus as he walks among us The sweetest of dew to sweetest of honey Drawing...

By Steven Lee Hann will be the day we part ways. You always found my stories a bore, with no idea what this simple flower says. My sights...

By P.T. Heart Long evening sunsets flowed Growing up, summers ago That evening light ever glow Shadows dark & long and light so warm...

By Ruth Cowell Sharp words spit from your lips And litter the floor Pointed rusty nails That bury themselves in my feet That burrow their...

By R. Moores Another day passes into night, night to dawn, dawn to dusk In between there is another kind of hour, an hour known to so few...

By Katie Fleming The violent river beckoned, there I stood, My tear-filled eyes gazing into the flood. It didn’t look far to fall, No,...

By Ishita Das He climbed the tree to see the world but fell too soon. Millions of followers close to his heart yet they were thousand...

By Cait Price Like all types of grief, the death of a relationship demands a water burial. I call it drowning. We are watching its...

By Nonysmgrl Caravan of catastrophic events Misaligned lines We were meant to have intersect Yet, I’m still holding my breath Visions of...

By Jade M. Wong The murderer’s eyes look just like mine— Inherited from our parents, A lifetime of small good deeds And large...

By Joy Clyne As the hands of unwanted authority Took my tiny hands That fit into his single hand Being led to the slaughter Of fine décor...

By Christopher Sedgwick Codeine for opiate dreams Cocaine for days mundane Some who indulge are considered insane Others know it helps...

By Ella Penn You do not breathe air, nor eat the fruits of the earth. You are not ruled by the setting of the sun. You are in eternity,...