by Sigrid Kim
Tell me, what did you think of the garden? A forgotten mango, a pale musk-orangeRead More »
sun, an amoeba writhing in a pool of sweat–
by Sigrid Kim
Tell me, what did you think of the garden? A forgotten mango, a pale musk-orangeRead More »
sun, an amoeba writhing in a pool of sweat–
The world is a terrible place for sensitive people but the closer we come to losing our minds, the harder we’ll work to keep them.
– Kae Tempest, Hold Your Own
by Shamik Banerjee
The child of Summer wears a crown
as bright the compass of the Sun;
whose joyful mood coruscates down
to lighten it on everyone.
by Autumn Sharkey
Listen, there’s a sea in this shell
she said. This woman – my memory.
Beach stones shiver in the tide.
Small me waiting to hear
we look out over Portrush feeling
the sea-rhythm of the known.
by Isabella Dunsby
you walk at an angle but you won’t let me
pull the left backpack strap
onto your shoulder, you let it hang.
Read More »by Caycey Pound
Today I opened the earth. Rushed
scoops I shoveled innards
outward: a hole in-ground,
carved-out birthplace.
To see no more darkness,
I put you in no more than darkness:
I let dirt herd your blooming roots,
soil our worries away and leave
both of us warm, reaching for the sun.
by Smrithi Senthilnathan
“Ready for our movie marathon tonight?” she asks.
I smile. “As long as you don’t put any heartbreaking movies, I’m game. Not in the mood to cry today.”
She punches me softly. “Just because I love sad movies doesn’t mean I don’t know anything else. Today you’ll meet another side of me.” She winked and smiled at me coyly. I shook my head, laughing as I followed her into my room, better known as our den.
“Today I’m choosing the first movie of the night,” I declare, closing the door behind me.
Read More »by Tanya Castro
Read More »There was something about creating at that age that felt like fear while feeling glorious.
And the dealer wants you thinking
That it’s either black or white
Thank God it’s not that simple
In my secret life
– Leonard Cohen, In My Secret Life (Ten New Songs, 2001)
Out of everything he wrote, the lyrics above might seem like a weird choice. But the truths we connect to in songs and art can sometimes be so simply put and still not lose the strength.
What are some of the verses of songs that touch and inspire you the most?
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