Rijaa Zaidi
- Apr 14
Sleeping Solutions
A world of problems weighs on my mind. It may not be a large world, but it is more than enough for me. I pace the Earth, seeking a...
Griffin Hamilton
- Apr 12
Lights Off
You sear my eyes with your fiery filament. A tear may form, but you’ll burn that too. So easy to shut off, but your switch— just out of...
Xanadu Literary Magazine
- Apr 12
The Support of a Floor
Only for you, I will be the floor you stride along, unmoving and concrete, steadying you on your feet, so you can see the world with my...
Griffin Hamilton
- Apr 11
A Bad Open
Awkward shuffles and shaky hands, wordless jumbles and darting eyes. This single instance, may determine my damnation. A friend or foe,...
William Iemma
- Apr 9
Phoenix
Little chickadee— flittering about darkened clouds. Her firelit eyes scour scorched leaves and broken boughs— Their ardent flame looking...
Erika Moreira Tomasino
- Apr 6
Chapel
The most noticeable thing heard is opening doors. Occasionally the small mumbling of a Pleading child. Rarely the tears of a Mother...