Another Test

By Eleni Andonatos Schellenburg   I was staring at the screen; my phone just kept ringing. On the third call, I picked up. She was sniffling and hyperventilating, Her broken breath wheezing in the mic. The next test was tomorrow, and she felt Pressure in her chest. I put her on speakerphone And muted myself.

To My Darling, My Love, My Human

By Eleni Andonatos Schellenburg   I smell something nice; I smell something great: It’s the trash from the snacks and the food on my plate!    Forgive me, please feed me, I won’t wait forever. On the desk, on a chest, I’ll eat it wherever.    Once I hunger no longer, I’ll jump on mother’s

Speak to Me in Clichés

By Talia Kliot   Tell me you’re a kid in a candy store When you gaze deep into my soft brown eyes. Remind me to always think hard before My sharp tongue lashes out to criticize.    Tell me that you’re falling head over heels.  We’ll run away; no time like the present.  Yes, I

Broken Bones

By Sophia Canzonieri It all just feels like broken bones, Joints and teeth. I wish the fracturing of my skull Would allow me to be pretty. The blood will seep through my pores. I will finally be yours. Divinity is not a perfect goal, I know that, I know. But if that’s the only way

The Decomposition of a Flower

By Sophia Canzonieri   Maybe I am withering Who are you to say It’s hard to understand The things you can’t say When you’re trying not to vomit It all just comes, bubbles up I thought I was hardened Like the calluses on my feet But really I am a fragile pansy Too much of

The Bowl is Upside Down

By Arueny   My roommates are funny.   Sometimes they do this thing, making   voices — run out of voice, cupboards — arise from nothing, even the floor — runs out of space,  but Now my soup is stuck on the ceiling.    A funny house made them that way; Stick doors and stone walls That

And Church Lay Silent

By Mayan Godmaire It  lay in the grass.  From  the other side of the rutted road, it appeared to sleep. The plants flourished around it, nourished, it seemed, by its presence. Beneath my own feet the harsh beige stalks of winter wheat sprouted grimly. I was transfixed. My gaze, glassed over, searched the  naked thing

She Got An F In Sex Ed

Written by: Sheena Macmillan At 12 years old they say, “Be abstinent, that’s it!” In sex ed class they say, “You’ll need a mother’s wit.” At 14 years you feel A feeling new to you Something new at your heel Cherry red, so brand new. At 16, it happens An act you never knew. 16

Remnants

Written by: Yi-Wen Lin Lips are sealed in suffering quiet. Wanting, needing that long overdue kiss. Having an internal erupting riot, lead me into the never-ending abyss. Needing, wanting to escape through the trees. Leaving at sunset in late summer’s June, with the flourishing of the smooth green peas. Yet beneath having wrinkles of a

ALL ONE

Written by: Nicolas Andre Tall straight lines run Zero after ones Thin beautiful lies The only time I’ll be a one is alone Centre-stuck Zero exit I’ll never be straight enough to be one How can we ever add up to two? If a zero wasn’t so round I could run Do you find me