how could i? | Jenna Zaidan

the memories are pulled from my mouth as i walk in the doorlavender scentedsick and drippingi gag hello and they … More

The First Kiss of Spring | Riley McComb

The Earth was finally close enough to the Sun tobe kissed, letting the sky rain withgutter’s waste and dripping tree … More

what i’m telling you is true my great grandmother was an american spy straight from the warfront of world war … More

I cannot do anything else. It follows me home, fluffs my pillow at night. It waits behind me as I … More

you’ve got thick skindifficult to peel offglued to your insidesa wrong moveand a limb is torninto twobut if I’m nicesmooth … More

(Inspired by and sung in the same tune as the French sea shanty, “Santiano” (derived from “Santiana” by the Mexican … More

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