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Poem: Indigo

By: Lana Bella Where earth was song and currents, I spread false indigo onto nights given glow of human skin, recalled to the pull of your hands in abeyance that was both real and omnipresent. Darkly of life I slept, pressing black to…

Poem: Superhot

By: Jeremy Kim Loud clicks and taps His face a red sun I look to my screen Just chilling in a corner A cry for help His temper getting hotter I walk to him He’s surrounded by enemies I fire and…

Poem: Abandoned Piano

By: Alex Lobera The lid and prop, detached, lie nearby: abandoned sword and shield of a once-proud warrior of song. The former-grand now lies on its side, exposed, its case open, frame and strings, the innards of one more dead, spilt…

Poem: ‘L.’

By: Alex Lobera He was never born, yet I held him in my hands. Too early to be dead, much too early to be alive. I can’t remember all his features yet they are etched by Life’s stern chisel in the…

Poem: A Painful Rose

By: Tiffany Lee If a flower could feel, Then it would know only love. But the rose does not know the pain it gives to others, Its thorns wear the blood of others. With a touch of the rose, The whole…

Poem: There Was This One Time

By: Cattail Jester there were more flowers here one time once upon a once upon she was a beauty queen before the pregnancy the shattered dreams the beating now it’s a burned up place where salt is sewn but I…

Poem: Din and Den

By: Cattail Jester he’s a loud noise in the back pulling fur of winter over his back to keep warm she’s a quiet sound wandering in the middle of winter melting snow with her bare feet it’s that kind of thawing…

Poem: Take Off

By: Stacy Chi The world that you live in will never last Welcome to your mysterious life And say good-bye to the past You will be worried and scared Always holding the feeling of fear But don’t worry you will be…

Poem: History

By:  Brianna Katsuda He shoots the gun She is about to impress everyone The wind blows through her hair as she glides through the air She doesn’t hear the crowds cheering or her competition sneering She can only think: be…

Poem: I Just Want A Phone

By: Noah Kim “Just wait till you’re older” Is what my mother told me When I begged her for a phon Ever since I was fourteen “You don’t really need it” My four sisters said to me But they were being…