93 Million Miles
Our shadows are the only thing That stops sunlight that has traveled 93 million miles from reaching its final destination And when I think I am incapable of impacting change in my tiny, insignificant...
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Hospital Elevator
Hospital Elevator after Mark Strand Three floors including a restricted level. Not one highlighted. A woman steps in and asks where to. “I’m not going anywhere,” I say. “I don’t push buttons.” Three floors...
Need to Change
easier said than done when you see yourself in the mirror and don’t like the picture hypnotized by illusions touch the glass and you will acknowledge the distortions and colourless flowers drunk with poisoned...
The Language of Love
Love is not afraid of cliche, for when it speaks all words expressed before are rendered mute. more by LUCAS HOWARD Photograph by Denist Soh
Yellow Curry
Do my insides change color when I eat yellow curry? Is the bubble gum still there from when I swallowed it in first grade? What of my life sticks to the insides, changes it...
A Perfect Storm In Winter
ice falling from the sky smiles on my face and the coldness of the day a perfect storm in winter wrapped with fear for tomorrow I salute the spinning wheel and join the wind...
Follow the Leader
My mom said, “Stop thinking so much,” So I read a bunch of books and tried to imagine What it would be like to be anyone else Who Jane Austen ever wrote The boy...
Confessions of a Nice Person
I’m sick of consideration of tip-toeing with subservient salutations mentally groveling to figure the proper expression of an emotional need taking heed always stubbing my own toes never touching those of my foes I’m...
