The Diamond Line

The University of Arkansas Undergraduate Literary Magazine

What Stage of Grief by Miceala Morano

Gasolines a body into flame with its tears? Sends birds flying into windows, slick red feathers rust-burnished in the light? I made this torch of me to keep myself warm, to prove that matter  cannot be destroyed. What stage of grief is burning? I think you are still...

What Source of Meaning? by Dakota Palmer

Memories, when a colorless, yet white, void persists timelessly. When the Neural Pathways unravel, do they unravel? Or do I force it into a type of eternal termination? Before Memories, when two children ungracefully frolic after fireflies. Again and again, the...

Once Life by Brittaney Mann

I stared into the glass eyes of a stiff face drooping with the moment it realized the admiration of mishappen circles lasts in the unstitchable   threads of practice of age the things he did not give   A once life mounted on the wall of profit its antlers for...

Must Be Fire by Nico Brito-Harp

my mother always held me in the palm of her hands like water cascading down the mountain to reach its destination, to reach the spring, to reach the levee,  to reach the purity you could only find in reflections.   but I’ve been gone forever now, and, instead of...