By Mia Altamuro The first time I met someone who didn’t want to kill me, I had thrown my life away and gone into urban wilderness. It was...

by Jennifer Poroye Everyone on our block spent the morning roasting in the hot sun, waiting for Mom to walk down the aisle. At least...

By Lily Sabella “Find Jimmy,” the text read, “He has a dog named Lucifer and he’s an old buddy of mine. He works in town.” I looked up...

By, Julie Marasco There was a time We’d recognize each other by our faces, But when the world divided us Six feet apart Your face became...

By, Emma Zwickel and she is loved, she is loved by the breath that bellows in her chest, tight but warm, rising but suspending like it...

By, Mark Kroytor My sweet family friend, I know who you are As you transmute into different names and voices and branches and twigs,...

By: David O’Keefe Like tears, upon the skull of a widow’s groom, My memories cling to me. Through that begotten Veil which obstructs our...

By: Emma Boyle i know everything i know my breath i know yours i know i’m never not sure and that’s why i want a mystery i want colors to...

By: Madelyn Crews Come home call the Catskills where mountains cleanse humanity’s stains from oxygen I can taste the difference the...

By: David O’Keefe As twilight fell upon the moor, A bittersweet mandolin cried out to me. It sang: I do not think that peace will last,...

By: Emily LaSita After shoveling yourself into the ground, Afraid to be heard, seen or smelt You have finally decided to sprout out You...

By: Steve Baltsas Touchstone, black novice, Muse of Fire, still clawing back on the road home. To the only body you’ve known. The heating...

By: Marissa Ammon It took me awhile To find myself and realize why I was the elephant in the room It took me awhile to accept my...

By: Michelle Nedboy The waves pound and pop over the sea of heads tanned shoulders and ruddy red eyes and eyelids little babies running...

By: Emily LaSita 093 It is my favorite part About you, it is your voice on vacation A mighty splash when No one was expecting a...

By: Katherine Boyle There is and will be: a bath of moonlight shining into the solid ground. We are before the snow, there are only pine...

By: Laura Thompson On days like this every little thing Feels like a sign. The coffee is cold, The room is warm, The bed is empty....

By: David O’Keefe The hospital room wasn’t cold, But it wasn’t especially warm either, Everyone was there but I wasn’t really told Where...

By: Samantha Hughes Tiny sanctuary Holds fifty people Contains strength Of fifty million Holding hands Iron grips Voices never crack...

By: Sophie Herrmann Glinting weaning leaning Bright. How I love the way you greet me Morning Light an utter delight The way you reach you...