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 […]
Back Issues by: Jonathan Nichols
TW: Abuse When I was a kid, I remember learning to say my complete address as if it were one word. I repeated it often, sometimes in my head; sometimes out loud, as if it was both a personal mantra and a natural detail to include when introducing oneself. Hi! My name is Jonathan […]
The Valley by: Saira Ramos
T.W: reference to abuse In her dreams he would taunt her, older in this world but still the same gentle face that watched her as she cradled him in her arms years ago. Sometimes he would be holding a young boy with his dimples and intense gaze. Norma would wake up with tears in her […]
May We Meet Again (I’m ready to be hurt) by Jennifer Bui
may we meet again (i’m ready to be hurt)By: Jennifer Bui and so i stood in dante’s flames; heart on silver, and soul on lead. i drowned in death from faithful vows of the poisonous love i once had sworn with broken locks and mercury scars, veins of tears that paved the future’s paths. now […]