Poetry
After Ward’s Science, Dogfish Shark Dissection Guide A loophole, we proudly titled it. If we…
my hands are the rich earth of the riverbankbeneath the bridge leading to the park;they are not nor deserve to…
dear america, i had you in spoonfuls the other day for forgiveness. like always, the grease…
cobalt blossoms arch their square shoulders,rosy tints of gray shimmer in the golden sun. impulses compress into a star, white…
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cutting offmy split ends withchildren’s scissors smearing redwatercolor paintacross my lips tearing …
when i fell six feet outof the air, i landed in the hotel swimming pool.…
At 8:15pm on Fridays, I get to officially have my dad back. At 8:15pm…
my mouth is filled with dust and i want to reclaim the new— i …
There’s a sense of comfort in the water. My body glides through as if it…
I’ve never been afraid to bleed. My fingers coated over with dried blood, Yellow crust.…
Sometimes when I look into the vast beauty of the ocean, her powerful unforgiving waves,…