A Message to Myself and Others

a personal piece by Adrian — Do not let the recurring thoughts of “what could have been” fool you, because it never would have been. Yes, before still matters. Before will always matter. But how could you tell yourself that in the hopes of protecting the past, coveting every past memory with him, in the…

Constellating a Society

a poem in free verse by Kaithlyn   We are like the constellations mapped out in the night sky. We dance blissfully with each other, illuminating the darkness.   But not all nights are clear like this. Some nights, the beauty of our light disappears behind the clouds. Some nights, our dances are substituted by…

Glass Wall

a 50-word story by Syed   The wall separated this world from heaven. It was covered in poison ivy all over. Folks claim that any man who dares to touch it dies. That wasn’t the case for Archimedes. He scaled the wall. The government claims he didn’t exist. Word of mouth beats seeing around here.…

Obsession

a mostly unedited personal piece by Anonymous   Obsessive. According to Google, obsessing is filling the mind of (someone) continually, intrusively, and to a troubling extent. This being a characteristic within each and every person, those containing this characteristic have their own specific obsession. With the definition of this characteristic would you draw the conclusion…

Sanctuary

a 50-word story by Matthew The butcher continuously diced, ten blindfolded anarchists kneeled with a rusty bathtub in front of them, a rope tying their arms together. “Those signs are lies. This isn’t a sanctuary. People just want euphoria.  …Less scavenging, you never know how it tastes unless you try it,” Chuck remarked. Matthew is…

Eli

a poem in free verse by Shana I take him, he calms. Time stops and I dare to breathe. He’s my small angel. I see him grow fast. Toddling, eyes bright as day. Gurgling, I love. First birthday with cake: He doesn’t share toys, they’re his! Third birthday, he’s proud. Now he runs faster. Now…

For Any Beginning Skaters…

 a memorable word/phrase inspired this piece by Teresa — She lies collapsed on the ground, exhaustion evident in her rapid breaths. Planting her feet back onto the unyielding battlefield that has rendered her so powerless will remain an unexplored option. One may assume her dead if her tongue was dangling from the side of her…