I’ve often pictured myself as the girl born to hide in the shadows, overcast by all the stories marked with love. You see those are the ones who get to feel the light, their shine is pure, untainted. You see I’m broken, defected the moment my soul hit land. I’m meant for different things, my…
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The Signs-HLR
“How did you not see the signs?” when she said she couldn’t write when you began to miss her smile when she couldn’t bear the daylight when you hadn’t heard her laugh when she stopped enjoying reading when she stopped taking bubble baths “How did you not see the signs?” when you saw her wearing…
Entropy-Christine E. Ray & Kindra M. Austin
(Kindra M. Austin) Every morning, I wake up. I keep waking up. And sometimes I’m angry at my opened eyes, cos sometimes brittle fingernails scratching inside of my skull, they split and rip and bleed and blood leaks and shorts my circuits. Not enough to kill me dead, just enough to kill my will. And…
yes girls-Mela Blust
in steel country, in coal country daddy drove a truck and mama prayed good girls laid on our backs; we crushed our wings we let the machete of a slick man’s voice clear cut the thicket of our wombs we let the wet slick cries of a hungry thing slowly drain the fire from our…
Beautiful Things – Jamie Lynn Martin
I used to think that all things beautiful meant it never saw the inside of a devils heart. Beautiful things aren’t singed with markings of his storm. They don’t stitch their spine with caution tape, beautiful things don’t cry. I often cry, but my tears are made of falling daggers gearing up for battle. I…
Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen 