Fiction & Poetry
SPREAD. BUT NOT READ I feel like you walk over me, all over me, Your gait was long and…
From silver screens to pages penned,
Our identities explored, where journeys never end.
A kiss for the side of your neck One for the last of your back For a year that we…
i want to 377 you so bad till even the sheets hurt i want to ache your knees singe your…
I only ever read your letters
to learn what patterns to avoid
in future relationships.
Why must others judge her appearance and grace
When true beauty is not confined to a face?
In a world obsessed with the outer shell,
She knows in her heart inner beauty dwells.
They’ punch him
with the pejorative
‘sissy’
and blame him for his smooth skin
and pink lips
for all ‘their’
disoriented gazes.
Unbiased academic Pillars Stand rock hard and Straight-shoot to the sky. Pillars My teacher tells me all…
They lay eyes on him, they see a body out of the gym. A black, thick beard, in a need…
We are two boys in our early twenties
who can read touch like that, who have broken into
a 200-year-old mansion, without permission,
to see from above where people like them go
after 377 has been read down only for those
who can stay behind closed doors — in the custody
of cheap hotels, or houses that welcome nights
with the sound of latches closing.