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.
Tag: writing
6:56:46, Yeonhui-Dong
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 »Seedling
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.
The Intimacy Of Being Understood
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 »Writing Prompt, I.
We don’t have specific issues with specific themes… We had a hard time with challenges and their deadlines… But, we still wanted to give our (potential) contributors a better feeling of what we are most interested in!
So, we decided to start a series of occasional writing (and art) prompts.
These will be completely non-binding and are only here to help inspire you and to keep us more concentrated on our mission 🙂
Feel free to join any time by sending us your thoughts, words and art!
The first introductory prompt is simple. Or is it? 😉
Read More »3 poems
by Tanya Castro
Read More »There was something about creating at that age that felt like fear while feeling glorious.
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
Read More »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
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;
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