I lift and rock gives way, Steel sings against stone, Curses broken and mended, The final words of a father I lift and they watch…
Posts published in “Literary”
Scary Story Contest Winner: Another Day at School
A boy’s arm smacks into my face, I give him a look and mutter “Watch out,” though the injury doesn’t hurt. He doesn’t even notice—no…
Blueberry Soda and Arugula
Mango sticky rice on a dockEvenings crayon-streaked orangeBoxes of fragile sun-kissed raspberriesCurtains drawn on sleepy afternoonsSmall black cat with yellow eyesCar rides surrounded by tree-covered…
Untitled
Hair that would look so good down to your shouldersBig round glasses from a stand in the mall Red Hot Chili Peppers t-shirt Orange winter…
Reach Me
It was hotter out than usual. Ada rolled over, searching for a cold spot on her mattress. She’d woken up six times last night, drenched…
cry
three twenty-eight am.when the world is silent and emptyin the space between the crickets and the thrushes i cry. four seventeen am. when tears become…
Left Behind
This time, when you leave, you don’t hug me. Instead, youmutter a simple “Bye, Alice” and start walking away. Iwatch your back as you leave,…
Hidden Beauty
sometimes I feel trapped what’s so dangerous about polyamory why are people so afraid of it not just as a whole or the idea of…
The Unit
Content warning: This story is set in a psychiatric ward and mentions suicidal ideation and depression. Seven knew that she had let Quinn down. She…
A Visit to Madame Boucher
A bell chimed neatly, signaling the beginning of Valerie’s appointment. She leapt to her feet, eager as a Pavlovian dog. The tweed of her trousers…
A Tryptych of False Dreams
I. I had a false dream of the Odyssey. It was in a sleep dark as carrion birds; I was in a cradle of flames,…
For a Friend I’ll Miss Dearly
Do you remember how we first met? We were near the walnut tree that grew on the meadows of our elementary school field. The fruits…
The Course of Empire
You called it savage I called it paradise Lilac clouds reached For the tips of the pines We sheltered in their branches And foraged for…
Friendship Works and Ends in Funny Ways
Dear you, It’s been 5 years since the last day I saw you, The last time we fell asleep watching a movie, Our fingers intertwined. …
The Dollhouse
i’ve set my room up like a dollhouse: rotary telephone atop the wood desk in the corner, teacup atop the wood shelf against the wall…
春短歌 (Short song for spring)
Barefoot on the grass Soil blooms with tender shoots Buds turn to flowers Everything is sunshine and Earth has never looked so green
Water at Night
Starlight reflected on the dark lake’s still surface water calm, waiting I fear to look in the lake― Will my own image stare back?
Nostalgia
Nostalgia is strange The past won’t ever change I see my happiness, my pain I see my laughter and as I gain Confidence I’m learning…
Writing Challenges for the Iron-Willed
Wordbank: Dr. Seuss was once challenged by his editor to write a book using only fifty words, where words could be repeated or reused. The…
Adventures in Adova: The Kidnapping
Leon glanced at the silvery watch adorning his left wrist only to discover that he had twenty-five seconds left. That wasn’t nearly as much as…
Happy Story Contest Winner: Letters to Cat
I can’t remember exactly what was wrong that day. It could have been a fight with my sister, an awkward conversation with my mother, or…
The doe places its hooves between moss-filigreed rocks with the delicacy of a wish. Silent, nose twitching, it bends a long, swooping neck to forage…
Happy Story Contest: Inside Every Dark Cloud
“I’ve got some good news and some bad news for you. Which would you like to hear first?” The doctor looks at me expectantly. I…
Happy Story Contest: Springtime Dog Walk
The tall food-giver with two legs and head-fur the color of the sun is speaking. Her words escape from her mouth in an unintelligible rush,…
Avian Reminiscence
Remember this apocalyptic day When acid rain laid mighty creatures prone The brand-new serpent casts its skin away They watched as twilight ripped the…
Winner: On My Sleeve By LOUISA MILLER-OUT Plaster-white flakes fall Slices of impermanence With glass spider legs _______________________________________________________ Distance By LILY GROVER Sometimes I feel…
Ciucarun
The tower stands deserted It looms over the plains Where once there was a village Nothing but this remains A mute, imposing monolith With lonely…