Issue 001
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With your left hand, take your right thumb and bend it towards your wrist, as…
15 (Listen to Me)
sadness is a competition and something to be fed. my face changes every day, I…
All I Can See
And now, everything I touch seems to turn to mold. The animals hollow out, the…
Brand New God
please kiss my eyes absorb me head-first into the downward spiral of You. wrap me…
Clear
I know- regret is far too common. But I feel that it is symptomatic of…
digital tissues
I’ve never been to a funeral before Black dresses Mascara tears To stain your pale…
Dunk Tank
Empty eyes, this is the sky pooled in the basin of your irises, this is…
how do i plead
my heart beats in the heat in the courtroom silence with hands tied in the…
In Caverns
The humanistic theory of psychology focuses on a person’s untapped potential, who they could become…
In The Cooper House
I must be going insane. That’s why I’m here, I’ve simply gone insane. The house…
Poems of La Llorona
#1 Ay Mujer- Oh Woman- Mujer Joven, Young Woman, Con una belleza como ninguna otra….
Practicing Death
5 things you can see I could see the back of someone’s head, she had…
Stitches (Undoing and Redoing)
Lavender-stained thread sits tangled on the floor as I twist it in small circles over…
two voices on what is pretty and what is good
I want blank bottles ugly, but with true impact really recyclable bright colors, pretty prints,…
Unmedicated
I’m still here after a month of hot showers cringing, crouched over my bloated stomach…
when the sun goes down:
when the sun goes down: the cicadas and crickets are inside the home the home…