by Tanya Castro
Read More »There was something about creating at that age that felt like fear while feeling glorious.
The Meadow
Quote of the Week, #10
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?
Feel free to share it with us in the comments below or on our social media channels.
Tucumcari
by Modesty Sanchez
Read More »With every passing minute, every punitive increase in temperature, every dreary mile of unchanging desert, we were brought closer and closer to our destination.
Happy Pizza
by Marc Isaac Potter
As you look at the contradiction
Your teenage years are a raging fire
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2 poems
by Ollie Shane
Read More »This poem goes out to those bored in infinite zoom meetings
Putting down a half formed sonnet to fill the void where notes of summation should be
Song of the Week, #9
— Lucinda Chua, An Ocean (from her album YIAN, 4AD, 2023)
The waves swallow me whole Tides carry me home Then it hit me Like an ocean, an ocean
What’s your song of the week/month/year?
Views of an Indian Village at Dawn
by Shamik Banerjee
Far, mid the mountain slopes, rises the sun
and the Pipit, hints the day has begun.
The ocean’s face, welcomes the sky in blue
and tunes appear from the nest of Cuckoo.
In pots with readiness, the new flowers,
twirl with glee towards the gleamy showers;
Read More »I’m Secretly a Monster But Don’t Tell Anyone
by Erin Mullens
I fling back my elegant neck, sipping flowery rosé
As the jewel encrusted birds flutter about the glamour
Resting precariously on the edge of my shoulder.
Every word is a golden lie, a bit of thread I twist
Hard, to weave together a beautiful tapestry.
If I just look like a rainbow on a green hill
They won’t see the demons fighting in the palm of my hand.
Under the table, my legs shake and my ankle bounces
I am terrified that someone will see through my illusion.
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