I want the autumn days that turn into autumn eveningsand I want us to skip straight over winter andright to spring,taking a brief detour into summer before popping back into autumn.I want slightly cold breezes so you can lend me your scarf,I want to protest that you’ll be cold and be silenced with a kiss, … Continue reading Little Somethings
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Let’s
Let’s dramatically feed each other grapes and sing poems at the top of our lungs. Let’s try a new dance we saw online and trip over our own feet, into one another. Maybe we can link our arms and skip down a narrow street,trying to make the other one step on a crack. Maybe a bird will chirp at us … Continue reading Let’s
Summer Skin
A peculiar feeling of bittersweetnesslike shedding your summer skin to make room for the rawness of autumn,cold breezes penetrating deep into your bones.You’ve been asleep for months, lulled by the warmth and humidityof things being “just fine,”when the sharp tongue of the first breeze hits your cheek,shocking you awake and making you burrow into your covers,only … Continue reading Summer Skin
Only Seconds
by Jean Henegan I’m not the type to believe in happily ever after or even the concept of true love. Possibly because I’ve never been in love myself, but that’s a topic for therapy rather than this collab. But, for one moment several years ago, I dropped my cynicism toward the concept of love and … Continue reading Only Seconds
All the Moments
by Sara Safyan So, I recently read an article about death. I’m not really all that scientific-y and can’t remember the phrasing of what fires in the brain when and why and whatnot, but, essentially, everyone who has had those near death experiences universally describes the same thing: an overwhelming feeling of peace and calm. … Continue reading All the Moments
Excerpt of “Post Punk”
by Gibson Culbreth “Do you put makeup on as soon as you wake up?” Elliott liked to press his pinky into the acne scar under my right cheekbone. He said it was his favorite. “Usually.” I usually scrubbed off my makeup from the day before and reapplied before I slid back into bed with Elliott … Continue reading Excerpt of “Post Punk”
Mums for Sale pt. II
by Alex McCurdy Our love was sketched Like a painting of a still life A representation Of what we only wished to taste Creation designed Stretched and primed Across each fiber Of our beings Resolute in meaning Absent in dissolution Yearning like the mouth Before the kill Knowing the marriage Of our lips Is as … Continue reading Mums for Sale pt. II
Pendulum
by Andrew LaLuz Those sweltering summer days couldn't contain the crawl of a cold sweat on nights I awoke from warm dreams of you, to a cool bed without you. You might wake up on mornings like this and feel cold and empty yourself. The subdued hues of blooming winter blues arriving vibrant and early. … Continue reading Pendulum
Almond Slivered Moon
by Elise Leibowitz The soft undulations of honey silk Melted grey wool on days with dewey frost Deep dark velvet breaths of surrender Reclamation Pronunciation Exhalation To love, one must lose Oneself In their mind And step into their heart Return Vanquishing Step upon step Oh almond slivered moon They have arrived Home To chat … Continue reading Almond Slivered Moon
The Moment I Knew
by Ian Watts The moment I knew I loved you? Yeah, I remember it. It wasn’t when we first met; I was just a kid, after all. I wouldn’t even think I knew what love was until my pituitary tried to explain it to me years later with salacious stories and innuendoes. Almost all of … Continue reading The Moment I Knew
