Samantha L BoucherMay 19, 2020this is a poem for my sisterit was autumn, when she sat across my mom and dad at the dinner table. i imagine, the light was soft. she didn’t eat her peanut butter...
Jesse IkkerMay 19, 2020Fracture IncarnateSuppose yourself a spotted deer Within the realms of forest, Tracking immortality, Each mottle marking life - You drift through thickets...
Laura DelucaMay 19, 2020I Scratch Her Back, She Tears Mine to ShredsI tuck my Trauma into bed beside me, Kiss her forehead and braid her hair Nurture through reading her a nightly tragedy I take great care...