Dec 8, 2020 | All Poetry, Issue 2, Issue 2 Poetry, Online Exclusive
Little flower all alone How many bugs have you known? Little flower all alone How many petals have you grown? Little flower all alone I am like you; on my own Little flower all alone Ignore the butterflies that have flown You too stand out against the stone And...
Dec 8, 2020 | All Poetry, Issue 2, Issue 2 Poetry, Online Exclusive
When I think of home Warm feelings fizzle Like bubbles inside of me Before popping One By One The tape rolling back To Mom in her pink slippers Making waffles on Saturdays Sticky syrup softening on the warm stove Everyone together Talking at the dining table Instead...
Dec 8, 2020 | All Poetry, Issue 2, Issue 2 Poetry, Online Exclusive
How old was I on that summer day when my cousins decided that we should build a treehouse on Mimi’s land near the garden and she let us? I don’t think it stood for very long; just that one golden-grey summer that always blends into a saturated, sun-lit moment...
Dec 8, 2020 | All Poetry, Issue 2, Issue 2 Poetry, Online Exclusive
They looked strange in that muddy pit, the white, shiny old-lady shoes, not unlike the ones you wore every day, laced around the tall white socks that went halfway up your calves. They looked just as clean now as when I used to sneak my sunburnt scalp out of the...
