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Posts published in “Literary”
Stop Me When I’ve Said Enough
I can’t look her in the eyes. Compelling me to not, her eyes, my own. Stop at the bridge light, muffleing tires, sorry babies. Slender…
Rise and Fall: A Reversible Poem
A city falls. Finally, peace. But then, Abandoned ruins: They become Feats of human strength. No more Rest. People finally Emerge from the shadows The…
The Sword in the Sand
I stumbled across a sword today, One of those long forgotten relics passed down from a bygone age. It was rusted and worn, with broken…
A Poem of Questions
Why not rule the world? Is it not the older generations censoring education? Attempting to invalidate the identities and experiences of so many? Why not…
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Ich folgte dem Mond, damit ich dich finden kann. Ich vertraute ihm, um mir zu helfen mit allem das in meinem Leben schief ging. du…
Ilion
The stench of tragedy Lies heavy in the air— A burned, tacet sweetness, Mixed with bitter ash. There are armies at the gates, At the…
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The wind can map every part of my being. It erodes away my attachments, carves with its small teeth hollow caverns into my bones until…
Taking an Exam Through an Existentialist Lens
Content warning: suicide I am sitting on my chair in a room full of individuals. On my table lies a prompt regarding the philosophy exam…
Cassiopeia
I used to look up at the stars with you,And in them, see your eyes.I memorized the constellations that you likedbut now I can’t recall…
Dustpan
she was always quite good at sweepingbringing all out into the openbrushing the hidden things into pilesuntil they were captive in the stark white dustpan…
Persona of the Month: Worm on a Rainy Day
Persona poetry tells a story through the voice of a characterother than the author. For this month, the poem is told from theperspective of a…
A Poem for Charlotte
Dedicated to Charlotte Bonassar (1937-2022) It’s hard to think about—How the world keeps goingWhen you’re not in it You had faith and I didn’tAnd now…
The Girl, the Dragon, and the Bird
There was a girl who lived in the sky.Her family was the dragon with sparkling scales and the birdwith ink pools for eyes. During the…
His Crime
I used to carry with me all the scarsHe forced uponand covered up.It’s like he’s proud of every slash he made‘cause scars don’t burn when…
Futility
They say ‘all the world’s a stage,’So what are we, then?When we walk so briefly on this earth,Do we too walk in the lights of…
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Blood
Trigger warning: Blood, skin picking “Nobody is looking, you are fine, don’t worry, nobody knows.” Everyone is staring, they all know, they can see through…
The Vent
Imagine you’re sitting in a library, working on learning Morse code. Getting overwhelmed with studying, you close your eyes and everything goes quiet. Nobody is…
Anger
Contains mention of homophobia Before Today I will no longer sit quietly in fear of your retaliation. Today I will say something to remind the…
The train car is tense. The people in the rows fairly sparkle with quiet nervousness. They don’t look at each other. Everyone is traveling alone,…
Persona of the Month: Mother Jones
Mary Harris Jones (1837-1930), known as “Mother Jones” to many, was a prominent American activist who led countless strikes against the mining industry and child…
Authenticity
Trigger Warning: This story contains descriptions of an emotionally abusive relationship and alcoholism. Author’s Note: If you need to talk about intimate partner and/or sexual…
I wasn’t supposed to read that note left on my doorstep. Now, this isn’t your typical “movie” moment that dramatically leads the main character on…
People Watching: An Anti-Social Way to Spend my Time
Disclaimer: All the content below is purely fictional, and if it wasn’t already clear, is also satirical. It’s sixth period, and I’ve finished all my…
Ghosts
The ghost’s whimper nested itself in the corner of Endi’s soul reserved for tradition and cobwebs. “Hello?” Endi asked, “Where are you?” He shone his…
The Tower Will Finally Fall
Diamond rings and emerald pearls, A silver line that pushes our world. The trust funds and wills, The drills while society kills. For too long…