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Posts published in “Literary”
November Haiku Contest: Untitled
By SANKOFA MCLAURIN on November 2018
I really want to win this It better be good I hope this poem wins this big
Fall Feelings
By ANNA ROSE O’BANNION on November 2018
Falling Leaves, pumpkins That is the smell all of fall cozy, hot cocoa
As The Sun Shines
By SANKOFA MCLAURIN on November 2018
Flurries of orange fall from branches brimming with green He likes how the red of her dress matches the red of the nearby trees Conversation…
Still Cows
By ZACHARY FOLEY on November 2018
Cows, stoic as they stand Watching over the green land When their presence on the grass Has come to pass The plants will grow long…
Lucid Dreams
By CHANCE FREELAND on November 2018
I’m airborne, lost but Able to hold the storm down But only tonight As tomorrow comes I awaken, and wish I slept For tomorrow…
The Ocean Lives but One Life
By ANNA WESTWIG on October 2018
On the chalky cliffs and midnight shores of the wild wind-whipped sea, her waves cresting like horses galloping through the plains, I weep a…
Fading Beauty
By Karimah Jones on October 2018
As the water dances to the night, The sun begins to close its eyes I take a final glimpse at the light As the moon…
What is Summer to You?
By ETHAN MERRYFIELD on September 2018
To me, a day of summer goes something like this: I wake up late, forgetting to eat breakfast almost all of the time. Well rested,…
Outdoor Showers
By ELEANOR RANDL on September 2018
Pull the silver valve towards you marked with a tiny H barely legible it’s been worn and leathered fingers repeating the same motions year…
Day to Day
By MISTINA NAGY on June 2018
He awakes His stomach quakes A seizure lurks Everything hurts He straps on his brace There’s a tremor in his face It’s Day to…
Goodbye
By CHARLOTTE LITTELL on June 2018
I was delirious and giddy, whirling about, bathed in the pink-yellow light of the parking lot. The cobalt sky hugged the horizon gently, lightening…
Last Month of School
By ZACHARY FOLEY on June 2018
School almost done Summer coming soon Time to have fun Now that it is June We have plenty of sun And can hear the…
May 18
By ZACHARY FOLEY on June 2018
Taking AP Test studied hard for it all year hope I do my best
I Am Me
By MISTINA NAGY on June 2018
A burning fire A heart’s desire A mind’s admired Can get you tired I am unknown I am alone Out of sight Out of…
Things
By ELEANOR RANDL on June 2018
What are all of these things we fill our houses with? Our drawers. Our cabinets. We are collectors of books and tablecloths. Poems and jewelry.…
The Breath of Old Age
By ISABEL RUBIN on June 2018
The breath of old age Now upon her cheek She whispers regrets When she thinks no one can hear The chances she wishes she had…
Legacies: An American Resurgence
By MAGDALENA SMITH on May 2018
We stand on the shoulders of giants The warriors at Stonewall refused to be silenced They said no longer will we tolerate this violence Against…
A Walk in the Woods
By THEA CLARKBERG on May 2018
I felt like I was dreaming. There’s something timeless, intriguing, about the way that the woods are wild. In this world where we hold tight…
Gun Control Must Be Liberationist
By MAGDALENA SMITH on May 2018
The voices of liberation movements are rarely heard Rarely prioritized, often deterred In the fight against gun violence We silence the marginalized The world only…
Untitled
By SHIVANI PATEL on May 2018
Did I make the right decision? I was following my ambition Read your body language Now we’re speaking the same tongue Getting closer like magnets…
Snag
By SOPHIE WRAY on May 2018
Everybody loves A good snaggletooth you know? Just gotta floss more!
Senryu
By JENNY YOON on May 2018
hey let’s hang out soon if it gets awkward we can just go on our phones
The Law Against My Mother’s Words
By ELEANOR RANDL on May 2018
flashlights matzo this summer is darker than the rest keep the lights off keep the windows shut we wear the night on our shoulders draped…
Burning Sky
By GUS KUCKES on May 2018
“This is going to be a very short story,” thought Laila. She looked at her watch, she tilted her unnaturally thin wrist towards the window…
The Parrots Know
By ELEANOR RANDL on April 2018
Scratchy sheets fire ants racing twisted oranges and blues on a patient sky green they grow my grandfather’s copper kisses his amber eyes we sit…
The Day After the Day After Tomorrow
By GUS KUCKES on April 2018
And you sigh a great, a long sigh that ended as something more like a whistle, as if you had been kicked in the chest.…