HELL IS A TEENAGE GIRL By Grace Horlings
I was in Sellwood park in Portland, Oregan with my family for the 4th of July. A holiday that in itself already put my Canadian father on edge. Americans Continue Reading →
ORIFICE By Celine Man
Bone black under flesh Floating, fallingA silence that is only true in dark Whose edges will, dissipateIn slivers of moving skin They burned off your fleshto get to the boneThe pure white Continue Reading →
A WAVE CARVED SONNET By Olivia Kramer
The seven legs of Sonnet slowly raised as motors turned shafts and shafts extended pistons. In a mechanical wave, the circular array of legs raised and groaned, then fell Continue Reading →
A FLOWER OF LITTLE CONSEQUENCE By Eden Stelter
I am a person of little consequence! My heart rejoices to recall That I am as free as a wildflower, Ever lovely, ever small. I have learned that I am Continue Reading →