A short story by Riley J  Down by the river we used to fish. Me and Jack’s parents would say that there was this fish creature, the Bogeyman, that lived in the river off of the main road leading into town.  They made up this elaborate story for the Bogeyman, of how like a hundred years ago, near the river lived a little boy and his parents. And every Saturday in the spring, the little boy would go fishing in said river. The boy’s parents trusted him, and let him stay out all

Stained Glass By Maddie R

Anonymous your words are like a caterpillar weaving its way in between my ribs settling into the cracks of my heart that you left behind i wade into the ocean and let it take me away i don’t want to drown but there’s something comforting about a current so desperate to take me with it that i have to fight to swim the other way

By Kayla B You see me smiling from ear to ear   and all the laughter that you hear  makes you think that I am fine, but  I  AM  NOT   OKAY  When we hang out   and talk all about   the fun things in our lives  that makes you think that I am fine, but  I   AM   NOT  OKAY  When you see me crying in the corner   you think to yourself, “who could’ve hurt her?”  you almost walk away, but then you realize that truly  I   AM   NOT  OKAY  You check in on me later that day  to make sur

By Hailey MG yearning yearning a feeling of intense longing, typically something that one has been sepearted from or that is unattainable What an insufferable feeling to be felt, to want, almost need something that cannot be reached. Like a teddy bear you left at your aunt's house, or a bracelet you lost at the park. Or in my case, a person. Oh how the memories flood my mind when I see a pair of brown eyes or feel the soft touch of someone's bare in mine. How your laughter st

By Kye MW I swear I always be sayin after a heartbreak, I'm done with love. I'm done chasing all girls. Love just aint for me. And when they do me wrong I say it's aright. It's whatever. There'll be more. But isn't that what we all say? Just so we can soften up the heartbreak Sad to say I learned that shit the hard way I'm sorry Runnin round for love, man this shit is like a car chase far away someone shoulda told me that it's faraway I can't even think about like who I wanna

By David S Apples falling from the trees Bees buzzing with enthusiasm  Circling the flowers that hold their livelihoods Dried up flowers cover the landscape Everything seeming as though it changed  Fate divulging into other outcomes Giving nothing but plague to the land Hatred boils within the last survivor Intruding on his sanity and faith Killed are his people, he is all that remains Lambs along with his other cattle were ended by the drought mallis grows toward his life, h

By Angie NP Is it always worth it? He’s broken Cracks run through his skin His eyes His heart She’s healing Patching up pieces of herself Someone else broke They meet They’re souls tangle and dance together They feel comfortable together But his cracks slowly start to spread They eat up and destroy every little stitch she  worked so hard to sew He’s broken from a broken home He doesn’t know how to love her He doesn’t know how to be kind He just knows yelling And mocking He kn

By: Olivia DB   The gate creaks when I touch it Iron teeth remembering rust Beyond, a field waits Wildflowers bending in the wind Their colors too bright, too tender   I linger at the threshold Palms scarred from thorns that I once mistook for blossoms The soil still carries echoes Of storms that split the roots, Lightning carving silence into the sky   Now every petal feels dangerous, Every fragrance, a trap I watch the meadow sway A chorus of invitations Yet my feet remain