by Hiten Chojer
But now I quit this dance, my dear siblings.Read More »
I must put my feet back on earth.
by Hiten Chojer
But now I quit this dance, my dear siblings.Read More »
I must put my feet back on earth.
by Rena Kim
I remember talking to the trees.
An only child and back then,
petless and no one to talk to at home
My companions were the wind, the flowers, and the trees
and everything
was so interesting
by CJ The Tall Poet
A mesmerizing gang of banshees
illuminated the skyline
Each one showcasing a unique design
Indigo, platinum and silver
Interesting mix of colors
Seem outlandish yet sublime
A rushing sense of motivation
It had pierced my arteries
but I had felt no pain
Instead a tiny amount of energy
Was ingrained into
My mind
My heart
And my fingers
by Rosalie Hendon
Winter sunlight is better than nothing
Like a cup of tea, weak and lukewarm
from its second steeping
by Kelli Lage
I think I’m stuck in an abyss, going mad
Eight years later, sun remiss, no spine in my back
And I’m not even damp, phantoms setting up camp
Blood brother diss
It must be how living bodies reminisce
I think I’m stuck in an abyss
by K.S. Baron
& together we grow the sun in our garden,
a light tended on vines that wrap
from my arms to yours because without you
i am only me—only half of the we that i love
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–
Summer is here. With it, our daydreams about holidays and planning the next adventures came back flying, too. (Ok, there are always there somewhere, but now the guilt is gone.)
To keep us dreaming, we invite you to send us your travelogues in form of writing or visual art or basically anything, inspired by your greatest (or not) adventures! 🙂
Let’s keep exploring this amazing planet, responsibly!
Read More »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.