Month: May 2021
Olivia Wang – There once was a bird
There once was a birdWho sat, straight and tallTelling stories she’d heardTo no one at all. She’d sing and she’d shoutFor her friends from afarBut none were aboutSo she shouted no more She’d heard tales of fair maidensAnd stories of godsThere were whispers on the windsOf men who beat the odds She longed to be… Continue reading Olivia Wang – There once was a bird
Quinn Voronin – Untitled
Bio: This passage is interpreted text from the classic Russian novel, Doctor Zhivago, I decided viewing this text from a different and more modern lens would provide a new outlook on how we live our lives. The party began with the steaks on the grill and the Bud Light in the cooler, as planned, he… Continue reading Quinn Voronin – Untitled
Daniel Kim – The winter poem
The winter poem On a winter night when the moon is crying,the water bowl in the upper neck freezes,but my grandmother embraces theyoung me in the blanketand mumbles over and over again. The beggars in the marketplace will be fine tonight,or the door next to the salt shed won’t freeze and die. Ah I used… Continue reading Daniel Kim – The winter poem
Alex Tocco – Blooming adolescence
Blooming Adolescence The bitter-sweet anxietyOf the man that stands in front of meI wandered down to the mossy treeWhere once I saw a sapling My eyes had caught the nearby pondFenced in by grass that once was blonde‘It’s quiet,’ I thought, but nothing’s changedThough a war between child and man has been waged There’s peach… Continue reading Alex Tocco – Blooming adolescence
Sam fieldson – A Thorn to give
A thorn to give It’s a natural question for those that liveThe purpose that they have to give,And for those who feel that they have a burdenOn these special days of hearts and friendsI have a thorn to give This gift I bring was once not vileA tool that was a symbol of how I… Continue reading Sam fieldson – A Thorn to give
Anonymous – I Believed
I believed I believed in the way you called my name I believed how you’d tell jokes with that smile I believed when you’d let me help with dinner By cutting fresh rosemary that was uncomfortably sticky I believed the days you walked me to school On mondays when the grass was freshly cut I… Continue reading Anonymous – I Believed