Maya Joseph – A Euphemism
The ocean is taught to always kiss the sandNo matter how often it’s pushed awayThe leaves learn how to wipe away their tearsWhenever the sky cuts itself in two Continue reading Maya Joseph – A Euphemism
Category: April 2017
Effi Holston – she.
on the sidewalk a heart pumps oxygenand legs pump spirittearing at the soilaggravating with worn rubber soles and the forceof a body in motion. Continue reading Effi Holston – she.
Tess Gordon – And Hark
A poem should be freshPure fleshAnd boneIt should be compressedBe dressedIn stone Continue reading Tess Gordon – And Hark
Caroline Whalen – Color
When we are young we learn our colors.Each color in the rainbowWe learn the sky is blue and the grass is green.We learn the clouds are white and the dirt is brown.As we get older,the word color no longer means the same thing anymore. Continue reading Caroline Whalen – Color
Catherine Robinson – Postcard from the Dunes
Nantucket Drive, Chatham MassachusettsMy eyes look over the tall, swayingGrass as I am standing behind the dunes.I look beyond them so I can admireThe sea as it glistens from the sun. Continue reading Catherine Robinson – Postcard from the Dunes
Mitchell Gamburg – Queen of Hearts
1The phantom follows and fills my shadow.It sits on my back and makes me hollow.A missing shape, obscured by sun, IWalk away, but in my steps it follows. Continue reading Mitchell Gamburg – Queen of Hearts
Christopher Tam – Brother Mine
I throw open the two front doors of our house after a tiring walk back from the bus station, and finally plop my backpack down on the living room floor. Yet another awkward, taxing day of school I’d rather forget, and I have an overwhelming urge to sprint upstairs and sleep my worries away. Continue reading Christopher Tam – Brother Mine
Aviva Rosenberg – Mrs. Dalloway
Emma said she would set up the lawn chair herself.
For no one was there in the morning; parents off to work and brother holed up upstairs somewhere. How sad, thought Emma, for it was a beautiful day — the first of true springtime, as if sunlight kissed the ground below. Continue reading Aviva Rosenberg – Mrs. Dalloway
Teresa Coste – How To: Shrink
Has this ever happened to you? It’s recess or lunchtime or some other blessed free point in the day where everyone is free to do as they please, and you have the option to spend time with people that you enjoy the company of. The problem is that when you approach them, attempt to make conversation, or otherwise interact, you find that you are pushed away. Continue reading Teresa Coste – How To: Shrink
