A poem by Chrissy Post-its cling to objects, Now unnecessary, but that once Sustained life. It is hard to distinguish Between pieces that comfort us And fragments that whisper— Reminding you of a space and time When you were in a better place: A flickering store sign is a skeleton Of dreams gone Out of business where the flesh Has already melted into the raw … Continue reading moving
A poem by Domonique H. We’ve got this sense of belonging. Like we’re all a part of something magical. And we all know it’s bigger than us, but the warm feeling that finally fitting in leaves in the pit of our hollow bellies is more love than we’ve ever known. We’re all like floating stars and the longer we float the farther from everything we … Continue reading collision, belonging, & peace
A poem by Sofia Sears The girl who loses time in between counting each breath and breaking apart bread to celebrate bones untorn and skin still with heat The world that curses her existence with its ignorance and melodic indifference towards it which crumples soft wishes into pale love-notes addressed to the universe stained with paper-cut fingertips The headache that lingers through shaken nights that … Continue reading stale night
A poem by Sofia Sears Working in a grocery store with a girl too wide for this town and this world and she looks down too often. Tearing through old heaps of mail to find reluctant bills with too many words I forgot how to react to the blood on the television and the croaking bullets that land outside my window like frogs splashing into … Continue reading Apocalypse
A poem by Sofia Sears two roads intersect at midnight the world cracks apart as the cars collide the lightning prys through broken windows into empty houses tries to grasp onto life where there is none anymore her spine cracks as he shoves her to the ground he says he really didn’t mean to sterility and cream colored curtains; last words her … Continue reading christmas.
A poem by Sofia Sears you’re pretty p r e t t y the word hangs flat on my tongue tastes of sawdust; drys the saliva out a universal chant rings out at once we are a void we are nothing the world goes still and holds its anxious breath a sigh of relief at my thank you and blush of the … Continue reading P r e t t y
A poem by Sofia Sears am I bitter for these wishes/I hold/that stale and sour underneath the mold of passivity/these dreams dried and crunched/broken leaves toasting on the ground/or do these wishes float away/specks of dirt on still water/lifeless ashes dancing up into crevices of chimneys/are they stuttering choking on blood/dried and sticky on my lips/do I too/become deformed and unnatural/sick with the waste building … Continue reading Wishes
The Odyssey Zine 