Life’s a Play

I felt happy that day, and beautiful, truly beautiful. The right side of the bed followed me everywhere that morning; my teeth were extra sparkly and my eyes matched. I rejoiced in feeling not a single shred of anxiety, of guilt, of self-loathing. I was beautiful and intelligent and kind, the world smiled at me …

Moments

by Connor Kreger I love myself so much   I don’t need anyone else to love me   but sometimes I have more love than I need   It’s these moments I wish I had someone else to love too

After Franz Wright

by Brian Riggins You’ve seen the movie before. A kid barely manages to catch a bus. He’s leaving home. Or maybe he’s finally going home. Other popular destinations include “somewhere” and “anywhere but here.” Soybeans press up against the highway. It’s impossible to measure progress unless the Greyhound approaches a pothole or a mile marker. …

A Work in Progress

by Bridget Conway I've never been particularly good at practicing self-love. Actually, if I'm honest with myself, I've never even been good at self-“like”. Since I was seventeen, I've struggled with chronic depression. I suffer from obsessive negative thought spirals, in which either: (a) my mind generates the worst-case scenario for any given situation and …