I think it’s beautiful. By Soledad Dagmar Green
I think it’s beautiful T.W: Sexual Context Strap me down, my bones are bound, I cannot move, I love to drown. One comes off, another falls. He loves to see me. Free me- hold me. Turn me good, scare me straight, see me flinch and tease me, scold me. Brewing, frothing at the mouth, it […]
Dichotomies BY Margaret Sue
Dichotomies The Sun accosts still, heat like an open oven. Yet, the air grows cold.
Jasmine By Margaret Sue
Jasmine Red crook of green vine, bespeak the blushing bride, steeped in pots of sugar
La madrague By: Vy-Anh Nguyen
My mother is yawning in her sleep. Eyelids heavy, with Heaven’s gates. Maybe, he’d let her sleep longer. She was safer within these walls. Smooth his own wrinkles, Before waking her. She’ll shower till the faucet sends her shivers down the drain. Until someone shows up to unclog it. Put on her favorite song, let […]
My City By: Elliot Martin
Illustrated By: Amina Coleman-Davis The concrete jungle speaks. I hear its voice “Give me liberty or give me death!” It echoes. God speaks in this city. The city will not escape its ghosts. Stones on an urban street, carved stones. Carrying memories past, present, future, forward. A dream, personal goals moving forward. Rebirth, to find […]