By: Garima Sharma I am the one who sweats sadness killing knees and loneliness on slow roads did you hear? when I erupted like a dying river? on those blue sheets my hair greased with horror and navel burning with rejection?…

By: Linda M. Crate i‘ll be a star in someone else’s sky forever i‘ll wonder why things had to be this way, but heaven knows maybe i‘m safer to never know that answer; so i‘m not going to make myself sick…