By Jacob Lieber There is a soft pat…pat…pat of water. Shear white curtains lazily drift away from the gentle caress of the warm fragrant...

Stained Glass by Ashley S

Photo and Poem by Olivia C hellos are hard for me, because i know with that hello always comes a goodbye. being a sensitive woman in a...

Song Lyric Excerpt by AC L There’s raspberry stains on both my palms We’re talking about addiction or maybe God Or your pretentious taste...

By Kendall K I was a girl who fell for the sky, I listened to the passers by. I belonged in the moon no matter it’s phase , and I learned...

By Hannah Ch I’m about to shatter But then what is left of me A million different pieces Of the girl I used to be The girl who broke her...

Essay by Lawson S Re-entry into a more tranquil state of being, or “self care” as it has come to be known, is the mere ability to...

By Charlie Z You say the skies are blue but all I see is grey You’re offering me roses but they’re wilting away There’s moonlight...

Anonymous They broke up She broke down He walked on broken glass Or that’s how it felt They broke up She would have to take the bus to...

By Anabelle B Beatrix used to have a normal life before they started art school. Before they had given up on having a proper sleep...

Anonymous Fettered and Tethered without fail Flames and Tempests within fall Watched and Restrained outside walls Wanton and Ready inside...