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...
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...
Rosa Portillo
- Apr 18, 2019
Katherine
I tiptoed into the dimly lit room that smelled of baby powder and bedtime body lotion. Don’t wake the baby. My parents warned me, my...
Daniel Sweezey
- Apr 17, 2019
Red Letter Day
The morning was bright and warm. Not a cloud in the sky, just a blue endless expanse like an ocean above me. There could be no better day...