By: Lauren Barclay She kept her hands clean of me, wrapped in latex as she dutifully operated. She separated the now from the then, the here from the there. I wanted nothing in the world as much as I wanted to be close to her. I began to crave the time we had together, drinking… Continue reading “To My Ex (Therapist)”
By: Afton Jagels To my dearest Ex, Die in a pit. Get out of my head. Get out of my mind. You tore me in two - My heart and my head. You can no longer sit there. You are no longer welcome. I am more than what you thought And more than what you… Continue reading “To My Dearest Ex”
to my Grandma, who will always be my favorite Valentine By: Regan Puckett Grandma’s hands are stronger than any rolling pin, pressing the pale dough into a thin layer atop the flour-sprinkled counter. My fingers are too small to make a difference, but she lets me pretend, lets me stand atop a dinner chair to… Continue reading “LOVE, in pink hearts”
