By Sarah Cunningham I don’t enjoy sharing my opinion with others. Actually as a rephrase, I used to enjoy sharing my opinions with others. Anyone can agree that having a conversation with those who have extreme mentalities and are eager to argue is unbearable. It definitely seems that I’ve had way too many of those. … Continue reading Feminist and Proud
By Katherine Goldblatt You consumed me. You made me someone I did not recognize because I aimed to please you. I loved you, and you fed off that for your ego, which was ever-burgeoning. I lost me, my sense of self, because I aimed to please you. Yet you said I never gave enough. Your … Continue reading Parasitic
By David O’Keefe Wintertime in old upstate Brings back those years, Snowflakes falling from the sky Like a billion lonely tears. At the border in Niagara The coldest months are blinding, The falls are frozen over Like a staircase made of diamonds. Oswego or Binghamton, Ithaca or Cortland, Lamenting friends of days gone past And … Continue reading Old Upstate
By David O’Keefe Kings and queens Mate the needle with the thread, But divide up the seams, Sewn onto wood coffins Which were silent as Antarctica, But Africa was calling: Those who would sell their sins Do not care For those who are irrelevant. Strings on keys Once given to the cubs, Were never used … Continue reading Antarctic Silence
By David O’Keefe Once I walked between The Sun-stained alleys, Just to talk with those Who manned the galleys, Whose crimson tears had Woke the sunken brine, But they dared not speak Their bitter tally. My thoughts led me out- Wards towards a sheer climb, Where I met a late Party to join mine: Father … Continue reading The Forlorned
We set the temperature to 72 degrees White walls, the sunlight always came in around five The conversations ends around four We spent the time staring into each other’s eyes on the couch The leather worn down after the times we’ve slept down here We’ve sat and laughed away the world I didn’t want to … Continue reading The Basement
By Gabriella Rivera Sometimes at night, I let my tears run down my face and into my mouthI don’t wipe them awayI want to taste my painSometimes at night, I let my body fallI give away my weightAnd hope it never comes backSometimes at night, I sigh loudDelivering my pressuresFrom a world that refuses to … Continue reading Rest
By Marissa Ammon It’s crazy to think how much can happen in 13 years. I think the year was 2002 or 2003. We were in high school. I hung out with the boys and our bud, Kyle who had a dang cute sister. It wasn’t until my sophomore year that I met her since she … Continue reading Meeting the Band
By Pamela Loperena Out on the backyard roof, I saw a full moon. Stars fell down like dandelion seeds, flickering cosmic hues. I tried to catch them all, so I could save their light for you, but they flew too fast— and wouldn't come back— making my rouge heart split blue. For the past month … Continue reading The Noceur
By Pamela Loperena .i. In front of a concrete wall, a girl stood watching pairs of silhouettes swallow the dance floor. Unlike everyone else at the party, she seemed to have arrived there alone. She wasn’t exactly a social butterfly; but, she went since she received a mail invitation and always convinced herself to attend … Continue reading The Wallflower Queen
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