Angela LaVere – 3 POEMS

Chameleon* I’m a Chameleon, Changing my colors to match my surroundings, I’ll make you feel comfortable. * Trauma like armor, I’ll blend in, so you don’t hurt me. * I can tell your mood in your footsteps, the set of your jaw, the tiniest tells; a twitch at the corner of your eye screams danger. […]

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KINA NORVILLE – THANATOPHOBIA

Thanatophobia As always, I wake early to bakeit’s 4 AM, I finish and try to get some rest,and I can’t get this specific thought out my brain:death.How I want to remember being alive, and how I won’t remember anyone or anything.How does it feel to not remember being alive?It scares me.Like my blanket covering me […]

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Sharvaree Kowale – 3 poems

tape metal mesh tongues on glass pane eyes, a translucent autumn makes haste for exit; it tries to leave the  gutter conglomerate  of affections in shedding, of nose twitches, of wings in paralysis, of butterflies in flee from breastfed saplings,  of everyday eclipses hiding in your sock drawer. you’ll close your lips around the filter […]

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Jessica Cabrera – DEAR DAD, WHY?

Dear Dad, Why? Went shopping together:Boot Barn, Buckle, Barnes & Noble.Blasted to the same music:banda, old corridos, new releases.Went on food runs:Chick-fil-A, Canes, Chipotle.Spilled tea at Starbucks.Planned to travel the whole world together.You supported my crazy ideas: bungee jumping,skydiving, purpling my hair.Liked going on ice cream runsjust because I love ice cream.Everytime you picked me […]

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Bridget Meeds – 4 poems

I’m Ulaanbaatar It’s May I’m out of registerit’s the cherry blossoms I’m quick and dirtyI need some means restrictiona mistake seen from afarMaybe it’s the lilacs I’m mindful sexI’m back of the envelope I’m Pearl SquareI’m a baby near a boiling kettlea tiger on a calendarCould it be the apple tree I’m instamaticI’m back of […]

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Bartleby Adams – Hallucination N°1

Hallucination N°1I’ve been in the midnightgarden for a while.A boy wakes upunder a black tree,a dog latrine.He pulls on the same hoodof the slavesentenced to deathby the indifferenceof the blind thinkersand goes back to sleep.His life has no name.There is the moonand the mathematicsof the persian,he trades his logical madnessamong the dustbins.He wanted to fly […]

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