Cold- Jacob Frye

Cold It was colder than a rolling stone, But her eyes played sun when there was none. I’m not mad about it just please show me where to sit, Polka Dots are on my mind tonight. Do you know what that’s like? Neither did she but that didn’t mean she and me can’t be a...

Ode to Tea- Katie Bublitz

  Ode to Tea by Katie Bublitz Small, dry, broken pieces, the pink of the rose petal, almost like a heart shattered,dry and fragile, leaving quiet,lonely whispers like when a small wind in Autumn grabs you and wraps you upand dances with your hair or when leaves...

Pyromaniac- Shelby Brown

Pyromaniac She’s always been infatuated with fire, which was made evident by the chrome lighter she carried in her pocket. She was cold as though she had inherited the winter storm from the world outside and when the storm rages inside of her, she stares intensely...

Is it Enough?- Calista Trowbridge

  Is it Enough? To roll out of bed and despise my image To put on a mini-skirt and tank top to hide my fat body? To wear three pounds of makeup to hide my insecurity? To replace my comfortable flats with uncomfortable, blood blistering high heels? The entire...

Elle- Molly Stadler

Elle I take a deep breath. It’s a little past midnight, but I’m not tired. I’ve been staying up late lately. It’s been a few days since we have talked, and you made it abundantly clear that you don’t want to anymore. I want to. I want...