Some Days | Amber Hashmi

Some days just feel like existence is kept in permanent limbo. Like the time lingering between when the leaves have…

Oh For the Love of Sight | Julia Meguid

Looking around and seeing the vivid colors of all different types of flowers that blossom. Vision. Seeing and recognizing the…

I am enveloped by a comforter as I lay myself to rest. As I turn to my side, my mass…

She watches him deteriorate through the screen of her phone, his words tearing himself down because he believes he isn’t…

I have a good friend named Ed. Now, Ed isn’t always the nicest person, but he simply wants what’s best…

I worry about my health every day. It’s a foreign concept to me to not be constantly caring for your…

I lay down on a grassy hill Flip over onto my stomach And thrust my fingers into the soil They…

My last normal day was March 12th, 2020; it was a marred matrix of fear, fake love, and roleplay (not…

CONSTRUCTION Walking into the framework of the new house, I avoided the patches of white powder that created clouds of…