She wasn’t meant to fall in love with the Moon. The moon called down to her every night and had long conversations. They talked of her day and what she had seen passing by. She longed to touch him, to hold him and feel his warmth. But at the time, she was just a small plant, green and ever-so-slowly growing towards the sky. She would … Continue reading The Sun. By: Virginia Burns
The ripples of the water crashed into the bank, hypnotize me. Summer sun and warmth caressed my skin, covered in sun tans and ripped jean shorts. Riding the back roads, while listening to country songs. That summer day, I met a boy, not just any boy though. He was the kind of guy that I couldn’t have. He had luscious hair and pretty brown eyes … Continue reading Goodnight My Prince By: Brandy Capps
I stare at the words on the paper, my mind whirling with various jumbles of thoughts. They seem to jump out at me as if in a mocking manner. What do you consider are times to feel joy? It’s a simple five-worded question. So why is it so difficult to answer? My pencil skims the paper, spelling out the words: joy is when you are … Continue reading Joy. By: Chloe Riggs
My eyes focused their attention on the waves, tracing the outline of the bodies in the water. My toes sunk further into the sand as more water rushed towards me, and instilled the hope of the sea taking me with it. I watched the sunset, a new layer of color slowly appearing. My mind whirled with the continuous thoughts of today’s events. It didn’t even … Continue reading Julia? By: Chloe Riggs
I sat beside the monster, unafraid of him and the things he may do, pondering how one could hold their own heart. There it was, in the palm of his hand, pulsing, waiting for the monsters next move. “What will you do with it?” He shivered at the question and leaned in towards it, opening his mouth wide, drool on the tips of his teeth. … Continue reading i am here. by: Hailey Hoffman
We grow old so quickly. Walking rotten bodies at age 35. It isn’t how it used to be, you know? We choose this now. We choose to wrinkle, walk slowly, die early. Breaking bodies, moldering minds, decomposing from the inside out. Drinking the poison with a smile. Injecting ourselves with a false feeling. Snorting yourself into something you wish was real. Smoking your headache away … Continue reading Addiction is not a disease. By: Alyssa Wagner.
“Dangerous place for a girl like you.” The bouncer grumbles. “I can deal.” I respond with attitude. I slid into a bar stool and order 3 shots of some choke inducing Everclear. “Where’s you’re friends, damsel?” “Probably coinciding with my nonexistent father .” I wink at him and down my toxic with ease. My world blurs and I watch as some bikers waltz in… owning … Continue reading Belligerent Bliss. By: Glory Stoll