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 […]
HUNGRY GIRLS By: Nadia Leiby
We are the hungry girls. Greasy hair and soft lips, we pore over our vices like rats in a dumpster tones no longer hushed as we wail our deepest fears into the darkness in a parked car on a Thursday night. We are the hungry girls and our hearts are slowing down. Our overwhelming lust […]
TO THE FIRST PERSON WHO TOOK CARE OF MY BODY By: Nadia Leiby
I am bathing in the taste of yesterday’s you, Slivers of ourselves tucked between my sheets You, mumbling beautiful nonsense, face pressed against my breast, the sirens of Richmond outside my window screaming to me that I am being vulnerable, aren’t I crazy? But no, This tenderness, my fingers wrapping around your body like tendrils […]
Smudging By Amanda Blake
I’ve kept the photo albums you sent not on a bookshelf inside my house, (There is no welcome mat for you) but in the pocket of my passenger-side door. No one looks at them and their pages are sticking together better than we did. Only once there was a wreck, a disagreement between metals, lives […]
untitled by Devin Manning
your hands are chains i have never wished to break free from. they hold me firmly yet i couldn’t dream of being let go. your fingers glide slowly over every curve of my body and every corner of my mind; fingertips dancing about like pristine ballerinas — as if i could possibly be equated to […]