Words as they are in my language have never felt correct. I shift my voice, pitch it higher, pitch it lower.Forming letters that stumble across my tongue, Slowly counting to one hundred in my mind,But losing track of where I am by the time I reach twenty.I know it is not correct.But sometimes,I will hear… Continue reading Sawyer Peña – To Grovel for Gravel
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Sawyer Peña – The Unending (Happiness)
Fact number one: To imagine death is a natural thing. It is a milestone of brainpower. A proof of concept, that we may think so far as to think of our ends. It is not a bad thing to wonder. Fact number two: Everything is made of atoms. Fact number three: If energy can neither… Continue reading Sawyer Peña – The Unending (Happiness)
Caroline Menten – Seaweed
The green seaweed Strangles me, Its suffocatingGrasp just out of reach And the funny thing is, I welcomed itsPresence at first. Its slimy skin felt like Pearls As it wrapped around My neckAnd there it sat, My own set of jewels. So of course I was okay When it slowly pulled me down Deeper, Closer,… Continue reading Caroline Menten – Seaweed
Adelaide Kick – She, Sirenic
A sanctuary, sculptedOf sea-swept, salt-Sanctified sails Her wood whispering onWind-wild waves,Wailing warbled wishes Seizing scallops of surf on Her hull rasp—Salve to siren-infected soul,Of a sailor scared to seraph-seeing Find warmth in wondering,Waltzes on wistful waters under friendly guides—untilWarped wanderlust turns inexorably wicked Still: salvage sainthood in Her sighsAnd signs, showStar searched steps Quickly! Weave… Continue reading Adelaide Kick – She, Sirenic
Fiona Carpenter – Lone Wolves
The night before my wedding, I am restless and awakeThe fields yield ‘neath my form, wind wails over blades of greyBefore the feast and bedding and such liberties to takeBefore the village swarms, cries “Rejoice! Rejoice, we say!”It is not my betrothed I dread, he’s hardly hawk or snakeI’ve taken watch while he sleeps deep,… Continue reading Fiona Carpenter – Lone Wolves
Samuel Fieldson -This is the Road
This is the road, I call, I say it so, The road not built, not toiled, the greens verdant, The greens brambled with spite, venom, and trial, Greens so thick, the light cannot be seen, Greens so deep, the air cannot be breathed, But I smile so, I take the axe and hoe, the rock… Continue reading Samuel Fieldson -This is the Road
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
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