Apr 6, 2023 | All Poetry, Issue 7, Issue 7 Poetry
A stretch of metal mesh warped by summer humidities, encased by the creak of rusted hinges and the click of a small push-latch that even my pudgy, clumsy hands, sticky with jam could thwart with ease and residue You’re welcomed at the instance of a first spring rain,...
Apr 6, 2023 | All Poetry, Issue 7, Issue 7 Poetry
when you bit down and swallowed me whole i tasted my own blood in scarlet auroras and wilted petals on a fresh-picked rose laid in the lap of a young girl who loves to dance. she can breathe freely here but not on the other cotton candy clouds she sees across the...
Apr 6, 2023 | All Poetry, Issue 7, Issue 7 Poetry
in my experience, fireworks are simply that until they’re not. colors are vibrant until they’re violent, and the fuse is lit in your throat. pin sized fires alight themselves harmoniously against your skin and water is nothing but gasoline. putting out fires means...
Apr 6, 2023 | All Fiction, Issue 7, Issue 7 Prose
The garden sat facing the eastern sun, basking in its glory, stealing every glance from the lush green grass extending beyond its parameter. The north end of the garden is a mixture of green hues. Not a spec of discoloration to be seen, alluding to the firm and...
