Giorgia Tomassini
- Apr 30, 2019
Dusty Love
Telling me stories I was already told by your lying mouth that used to kiss me. Sweet taste of sugar powder sugar, light like the dust...
Melanie Navarro
- Apr 28, 2019
Where Are You Agnes?
The frozen tundra that is now Queens has caused her to have quicksanded into a corner in Corona. The blizzard leaving remains of a frigid...
Wilmer Funez
- Apr 26, 2019
Finding Hope
You are as a church where I can find myself and have a spark of hope. Where all the complicate become quite as it never existed,...
Dylan Cambria
- Apr 24, 2019
Riverhead
Here I am Riverhead. Barbed fence keeps me in. Constantly told use your head. A man's stab wounds shown to me. A lifer told me- I can be...
Elizabeth DeMartino
- Apr 22, 2019
The Ecosystem
When it feels like this, talking to him is raccooning after the scraps. Scouring for something to say to you so the ecosystem we have...
Melanie Navarro
- Apr 20, 2019
The Bestower
Simultaneously, The sun beams As roots rip there way up through dirt, Neck and neck with grass that has long matured before. A tip of a...