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Real Me

October 22, 2017October 13, 2018 Natasha Alexander

I never changed I simply became the better version of myself It’s because of you… Did you know? The way you never showed any interest in my corrupted side, instead, you insisted on my virtuous self. You shone a light on a part of me that I believed I lost. Read more

And A Glimpse

October 20, 2017October 13, 2018 Paakhi Bhatnagar

All forms of desire that shouldn’t be desired slither into her young mind. No two thighs touching and the sighs they breath out: consulting. Cautious and crude the raw flakes are dancing. A fresh, soft bow plunged across a clean sky. Flowery revolts and nights spent cleaning after her messy Read more

Blindness

October 20, 2017October 13, 2018 Christina Strigas

You wrapped up my ghosts in ziplock bags and tucked them into boxes without warning. I thought you would treat them with more respect but how could I not see that you drown me daily with blindness and honey. I see nothing now. The night is the day. I write Read more

The Fight

October 19, 2017August 13, 2021 Judith Staff

You wrecked the party I was having fun, we had driven for hours You played the same card as usual I was angry, your timing was dire You always tried to out-insecure me I was insecure, too You said “I’m not worthy of you” I said “Fuck, not this again” Read more

Mr. Hamilton

October 19, 2017May 7, 2019 Jennifer M. Smith

He was hip. He wore crisp shirts and wide neckties. He had a Seventies mustache and Burt Reynolds hair. His right hand almost always held chalk. His left hand was usually in his front pocket. His Levis were so tight that to remove his hand from his pocket he had Read more

Day 356: A Love Letter to My 30’s

October 17, 2017October 13, 2018 Amye Archer

You were the decade that made me a wife. Again. A better wife this time. This time I knew better than to throw the dishes against the wall. This time I knew better than to demand answers, honesty, attention. This time I knew what a good man looked like. He Read more

The Crazies

October 16, 2017September 16, 2018 Jacqueline Cioffa

Are the precious ones with the most colorful souls Painting love in glorious hues of aqua, fuchsia, tangerine and gold The crazies feel the weight of the world in their twinkle toes And catch the gentle autumn breeze on the tip of their upturned nose They feel it all heavy Read more

Crazy Stupid Love

October 12, 2017May 7, 2019 Jessica Abrams

My last real boyfriend was named Jave, and we were together from 2000 to 2002. By “real” I mean, he didn’t exist solely as a product of my overactive imagination following a night of pasta, Chianti, and decent sex. He was two people, actually – but because of the similar Read more