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And it Scares Me

Danna Prusak

March 25, 2019

Filed under Literary Magazine, Nonfiction, Poetry

the memory of our last kiss is fading and it scares me the abundance of time in which i haven’t seen you is overwhelming it’s too f***ing long i haven’t seen you since before valentine’s da...

Slowly Slipping

Slowly Slipping

March 25, 2019

Poem about love

Sophie Foley

March 25, 2019

Filed under Literary Magazine, Poetry

Like a small bird the sun emerges and leaves at the end of today. Small birds like how the wind feels quiet and warm, the sun, he is yellow completely like the odious days of summer that wander around the city, buil...

Until it doesn’t

Until it doesn’t

March 25, 2019

March 20th

March 20th

March 22, 2019

Le Iron

Edan Zamir

March 22, 2019

Filed under Literary Magazine, Poetry

The iron never lies, nor speaks But separates the strong from the weak It is a silent killer, that rebuilds physiques Provides a closer step, to reaching your peak   It brings out my split personality The only escape from the...

Where I Live

Melanie Gomez

March 22, 2019

Filed under Literary Magazine, Poetry

Where I live, you gotta stay alert. You gotta keep your head high, show the world you’re not afraid. But don't hold it too high. Someone might ask, “What are you looking at?” There's never really an answer...

In Sleep

Kamilla Delaney

March 22, 2019

Filed under Literary Magazine, Poetry

Tomatoes on the sill in The Sun’s haze they wait. Enjoying the sun that someday will turn them old and bruised. We are asleep, and only notice the smell of rotting in the periphery. Skin wrinkles like a heartbeat, it is The Rays' fau...

Someday

Josephine M. Rogers

March 22, 2019

Filed under Literary Magazine, Poetry

Clean White room, with a Pink quilt A cherry wood bureau, brass handles, brass doorknob, brass bedframe and hardwood floors A large White window with rosebud curtains looking at a Blue sky and a Green lawn ...

Griever Fever

Zach Kaplan, iNews literary reporter

March 21, 2019

Filed under Poetry

  Rain pours down I see the casket Agony is a familiar sound The priest produces a basket It’s got apples and pears Tears down one cheek People watch but nobody cares Our future is bleak Death is like a man With a bla...

him.

him.

March 21, 2019

New Orleans (1934)

Hannah Coleman

March 21, 2019

Filed under Literary Magazine, Poetry

Your tongue was hot with the fire of a thousand suns.   It made me melt onto you Become an extension of your entity   Your hands were electrifying; sent bolts up my spine and caused pings of panic a...

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