Playful Limerick by Keira Lee
I didn’t know how you could tell, That I was hiding under my shell. Your hand and a smile, For all the worth while, I desperately love...
The Knight by Naomi Bortnick
A bench; black swirly arm rests, long wooden braces holding up a man and his chess set. His name is Jason. He went to the park to play,...
The Squirrel and the Crow by Anonymous
Small puffs of fog dispersed moments after each breath. But they stayed in the chilly air long enough for the small squirrel to be...
Picturesque by Cash Martin
A ton of people we knew only pretty well were at Mom’s funeral, so all it was was that age-old awkward interaction of “Oh! The last time...
Rebirth: A Collection of Poems By Kamgharida Ejiogu
Sayings Betray the Salt A tipped over salt cellar An indication A warning An answer to the calls they didn’t pick up A cry for the loud...
Powerful and Powerless (a collection of poems) by Keira Lee
Authority He’s smirking throughout all of his sentences; unlatching car doors, strewing glove box papers. Wet naps get thrown on sizzling...
Primrose by Nilaya Kuntamukkala
Soft pink like primroses. My mother smelled of primroses, she named her daughter after the flower she smelled of. Primrose, a name for...
I Want to Know My Worth by Anonymous
Stereotype after stereotype fill my brain, I can’t escape them because society is full like a train. I want to know my worth, but for me,...
Collection of Poems by Claire Gerber
Poem Inspired by The Florida Project (2017) The eyes of a little girl, are naturally saturated Our dark, gloomy world, perceived brighter...
Clown Hearts by Anonymous
We are Bright red noses That match our flushed faces That glow as we trip And stumble through each day We are Bright red hairs As damaged...
A Flash of Hope by Claire Gerber
Content Warning: Eating disorders, Anorexia A flash fiction piece. What? I watch her lips move. Silence. Ringing fills my ears. She's...
How To Be A Criminal At Thirteen by Anonymous
At thirteen, I had a peculiar and, in hindsight, illicit underground job. I was a scanlator. Which is probably the most boring crime...
Floor Seven and a Half by Claire Gerber
The view from floor seven and a half, was really quite unique The symphony of car horns and faint music filled your ears Christmas lights...