Beyond SensationBy Kat W I’ll never get to come home, so I’ll have to make one of myself. They’ve woven minerals into the cold Connecticut grass, rich in...
NYCAnonymous New York City A city of crowded busses and busy subways Yellow taxis and the people who drive them Tourists and scams A...
MintAnonymous I remember that day every time I see mint. She had a key chain with a container of MINT hand sanitizer, empty. I should have...
Covid PurposeA Pantoum Poem by Ellen L Days alone turned to loneliness Nights of longing woke me to a need Pages of social media planted a seed By...
Dancing in the RainAnonymous Willowing waters surrounding my father While he dances with my mother As the storm drips down onto her eyelashes My father and...
The Poet’s Struggle Part 1By Emily B We are, as artists, fundamentally trying to capture the unimaginable depth of human emotion. The drive to express and perfect...
Fourteenby Kat W I was a fresh fourteen the first time my blurry eyes followed the steep, winding mountain road through the car window, before...
7:15 on a Monday EveningArtwork and Poem by Jeremy R I didn't believe in soulmates Until 7:15 on a Monday evening. How could one simple action surpass The...
just for minuteby Lev P Soon it will be two months And I don't feel anything And I can see all of it And its crippling I’m scared I thought of you The...