The Gem
/…a precious gem,
enclosed it in my hand.
It had the colour of blood
after millions of years…
By Jonna Kihlman
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Old Newspaper
/…metropolis, rain and wind blow
the thrown-away newspapers
through empty plots of land
and around my…
By Fhen M.
Read MoreThe Elementary Oeuvre
/…third grade, and for our English homework, Ms. Rivero instructed us to copy verbatim onto a piece of paper, via longhand, a poem from our textbook. Then, we would illustrate our visual interpretation of it on the white space surrounding the text. The following morning…
By Karlo Sevilla
Read MoreA Moving Song
/…was humming. A moving song. Never heard her sing. I lay on my bed listening, wondering what trouble kept her awake this late night, singing to…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read MoreBig Game Hunter
/…made the rush-hour commute home from work on Monday evening, with one thing on his mind. He wasn’t stressing about what was shaping up to be another busy week at the…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreJust Another Day
/My name is Bryon…
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…birthday you know you will have a death day, but you try to make the best of every day sometimes we stumble and fall sometimes we climb and succeed, remember it’s just…
By Bryon Eldridge0
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