Category: Fall 2023

by Thomas Kelly On crystalline paths of wounded waysA cyclical prophecy defines its haze.A prayer confounding through its dreamsCaught up inside space between.When cynics deny inherent trustDenouncements ring atop the bluff.So when it jumped they thought it fellInto a sky of dull pastels.But it glides on wings of phoenix red,The apothecary melts at summer’s shed.So…

by Amanda Jones The last time I got my teeth cleaned, The assistant asked if I wanted any Numbing cream on my gums And I refused because I wanted To see how much of the pain I could handle before the tears came. And when I broke my thumb, I let it bruise and blue…

by Nischal Bhandari There is a tall, sturdy tree outside the windowpane.It sits sometimes with the silence of mountains —Sometimes it stirs with the violence of storms.There must be agony outside this humming head.The tree shivers in incessant fears.Overhead the tree, birds are fleeing despite their heart-woven nests.At the bottom of the tree, a squirrel…