by Morgan Venezia Over the past few years, I've become a very anxious person. It wasn't always like this & I can't think of a major event that precipitated the change, but it is what it is. Going to a place I've never been before (like a new yoga studio) by myself makes me anxious. … Continue reading On the Subject of Time
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Mirror Mirror
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
Does That Make Sense?
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?
Streaked with Grey
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
Pre-Coffee
blankness, heavy behind my eyes. i can feel thoughts struggling to form, almost, almost, heading to the forefront, moving like molasses, collecting into a pool and rising into a figure i can almost make it out - and it collapses onto itself, spills and separates. how long have i been sitting here? how long has … Continue reading Pre-Coffee
Quad of Kin
by Cat Coule Staring didn't accomplish much But to make my eyes much wetter. No matter how much power lies in my irises, It was much less than enough to bring back life to his. Alas, he was now among the unseen, where eyes have little influence. So I sang, the sounds among us channeled … Continue reading Quad of Kin
You’re the Lime
by Danny Trinidad Staring didn’t accomplish much You’re next to me, but too far to touch I know sometimes I talk too much There aren't enough words for you The things you laugh at, make me laugh too And I love, the things you do. The songs you like, the shows you view In The … Continue reading You’re the Lime
Fly By
The days keep flying by, and all I can think of is that I hope time stops but not yet only when I round the corner and finally see you and drink in the way you look at me and forget how I got from my door and into your arms, burrowing till our bodies … Continue reading Fly By
Dreamscape
he turned to face her, challenging, eyes sparkling and mouth twisted slightly (ineffectively hiding his smile). she slowly stepped forward into the sudden thickening silence, pushing forward with concentrated effort, his grey-blue gaze slowly looming closer and larger till the irises expanded and expanded and engulfed her completely. she stepped through onto the pale sand … Continue reading Dreamscape
I Knew
I guess I knew once I woke up and my throat was cold and desert-dry from the determined draft seeping in from the cracked open window. I knew when the blankets were finally just warm enough, holding me captive in comfort, and not frantically cast off to alleviate the suddenly stifling straight-jacket feeling. I definitely … Continue reading I Knew
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