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by Camille Denise Patrick Condensation breathLittle lips pressed against the glassSlow blinks of innocenceI see her in myself Transfixed by parked carsAnd the gray of Connecticut yardsThat magic enters through… Continue reading Against the Glass

by Gianna Ragomo

After Harryette Mullen  by Hannah Penney Anna sized it down yet still dangles to fit my fragile female frame, my waning wrists and ankles are rotating cuffs-cracked spliced and binding so… Continue reading Charm

by Anne-Marie Martin       I never understood if Mother loved me. Mother was the oldest slave at the orchard; she produced over thirteen slaves and was the best at picking the… Continue reading Mother’s Love

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by Angelica Connolly       At night, I would listen for the final creak of the old hardwood floors, signaling the commencement of the night’s soiree.       Even though I was about two… Continue reading Bella Luna

by Hannah Penney

by Natalie Knox Cherry cherries carry on with your deep red saturation on the walls of my HBIC’s office. carry on with that silly dream, only if you like the… Continue reading R-E-D

by anonymous I am trying to find a way to paint this in watercolor,                                                            this bloodshed.I am trying to find something hidden, some shimmery way to put it,            some way in which… Continue reading Isn’t there something holy about this?