The first time  your eyes clicked with mine I felt my walls being broken down, my worlds being torn apart, you were smart,  but your smile was far from your frown. You were as cold as ice,  and I thought I could be the fire, if only I had known the bridge burner also catches…

In my memory There are things I wish to forget, The silence of heartbreak The cold snares of pain And a voice so familiar All these my heart wishes to forget. They swim freely Like boats anchored at shore, My heart is but an easel A canvas born to express beauty But burnt in me…

The clock is silenced, The time isn’t, The pain is silenced, The memory isn’t. The thoughts are running wild Calling like a whimpering child, The tattered clothes are lying piled On a corner of the floor tiled. Messy hair, shattered glass, Bruises blue, numerous clues, Broken ribs, fractured hand, And blackened lips glued. Framed picture…

I sit above the bothersome grass that pokes in every direction Plates keep loading on top of my head Like I’m a gym rack that’s not to be used And as I gaze up into the vortex that has been swallowed by the luna nova, I think that even after I’ve been crushed by this…

I think I forgot something important—I forgot who I was. This morning, I poured a cup of sage tea and watched the golden sunrise spill across the sky. A drop of my essence returned to me. Somewhere, lost in the threads of time, I had left myself behind. But little by little, I gathered fragments…

Another year is at an end A year I can never hate, Ah, fate, your claws kept me adrift Yes, you made me see the light This year was a mystery A mystery I could never solve. In this year My thoughts escaped me, My voice became a target My senses drowned like stone Each…

Sometimes we lose sense of who we are for a while. We feel lost. Uncertain. Scared. Hopeless. But it is important to remember that what is lost can always be found. With a little bit of love. Light. And hope. We will someday soon find our way back. This was written by our contributing writer,…

For nine whole years, I walked in a cloud. Not the mist you would find waking up after a storm. Not the fog that hugs the mountains in. a cool embrace. Not the smoke that rises from the ends of cigarettes or vapes. And certainly not the smog that rises from factories and power plants.…

I wanted to be heard. I wanted to be seen. You said you were scared To let me go. So I stayed, I whispered, But I wished I could shout. My voice was loud But only heard by whispers and shadows in the dark Adults were blinded by their own light. “I want to be…

Losing you was one thing But seeking for peace After the fall cut deep. I was torn Lost But your ghost Was a shadow at dawn. I chase after the beast Licking the scars But from afar One would say I was the salt To the wound with crimson blood. The eyes they tasted The…