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Peace | Haley Newland

there was peace when we sat overlooking the sunrise magnificent hues spread across the sky from yellow to orange to … More

“Overcast” | Andrew Smedley

It may start with a breeze It may come from a blizzard From a cold rage wrought by a freeze … More

And To the king, The knight and the squire, Recounting their journey Of indomitable beasts felled Through a conflagration Of … More

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Amara’s eyes were closed as she listened to the ever constant sound of the clock. Tick. … More

please excuse my absence on the last day of november i’m not sick, not on the road, not out of … More

the long days grew to long nights summer sun turned to autumn wind worn out t-shirts became well loved sweaters … More

There’s a knock on the door. The man raises his head in suspicion, rubbing the drowsiness out of his eyes. … More

at summer’s crest the sun beats down on its treasury: the flowers in zeal and the flesh of fruit that … More

There’s an effortless beauty that surrounds those that sleep; when their face muscles relax and they have no concern for … More

My human form has not felt quite right lately; a floral form feels a better fit. I stare at my … More