I adopted a cactus today, that never before saw the light of day. As a homecoming, I showed him the sunset. He didn’t react.
Dreamt that I was having coffee with my old self - well, she was drinking coffee, I was having tea - and I decided to give her some advice. Hey, listen, you look gorgeous, you don't need makeup, do yourself and don't date him, or him, relax a little. Do some yoga. And, for god's … Continue reading Coffee with my old Self
by Cat Coule Love what comes. When you are in the darkness and snakes crawl through open holes in your body and spiders walk up your spine with their babies on their back. Love what comes. When you are in the light and butterflies drink from the nectar of your hair and kittens make a … Continue reading What Comes and Goes
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
sometimes i find myself lost in thought, remembering how your face felt under my fingers, or the curve of your eyelashes as i turned over in the morning and woke you up with kisses. now that i've experienced a teeny puzzle piece of life with you i find my days to be mundane when you're … Continue reading teeny puzzle piece
by Milti Symeonoglou Lights shining brightly on you on us make silhouettes of our audience people who may not even be there they are so silent this is our mountaintop there is nothing here but us and the motions words steps all blur together into euphoria but we will remember it so clearly the weight … Continue reading Lights
by Alec Meyer French girl Mavae Bonjour Your eyes are beautiful- here's a flower. I have eyes for you but eyes are all eyes eyes eyes for your seductive thighs. French girl Mavae Rouge is a ripe tomato at the same time, we could both say, "Oh." French girl Mavae Crepes, kiesh, and sheesh, you … Continue reading The Beauty of the Honey Bee
by Simply Bree Mirror mirror on the wall Who is the fairest of them all? I don't care about their skin tone Their height or their weight I just wanna see the ones Who laugh at their mistakes I wanna know the ones Who can look at their flaws Dismiss the mislabels And call them … Continue reading Mirror Mirror
i feel like there's a cloud of bees just swarming around my brain and not letting me form complete thoughts just jumping from one to the other, so i don't fall over - does that make sense? i feel like there's a storm cloud resting heavily on my head preventing my eyes from focusing, blinking, … Continue reading Does That Make Sense?
sometimes i take a honey wheat twisted pretzel and pretend it's a cigarette and i'm hanging out of the window, wind buffeting my face, so when the tears run down my face i blame the chill. adjusting my mascara, reapplying eyeliner, till my eyes don't look like my own, and my laugh twinkles around the … Continue reading Streaked with Grey