A piece by Lucia Zheng I prefer to avoid cliches, but unfortunately, in this incident, it’s unavoidable. I fear the Night. Perhaps because I treat it too much like an actual, tangible character, when in reality, it’s simply a space, a state. But its emptiness claws at me, its spidery fingers come lunging at me. When the silence sets, when everything sleeps, I am left … Continue reading Monsters in the Night
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
A story by Sofia Give yourself permission to be fifteen. I try out this advice. I try to allow myself to exist as a fifteen year old girl. I try to be good. I try to enter the adolescent normalcy I am submersed in. I want to be fifteen. I want to not think anymore. I want invincibility, sweet, transient, intoxicating. It’s not enough … Continue reading 15
The Odyssey Zine 