Written by Vuslat Topal As a baby,I had small hands;Like every other baby does.As I grew older,My hands grew larger, bigger, stronger.I was able to carry more weight with them;Hold heavy things like bowling balls and depression. My hands also held other hands;Sometimes the wrong ones,But eventually my grip loosened,And let go ofContinue Reading
Written by Carmen Rueda Lindemann Like an archangel she soars, her feathered cloak draped Like satin silk Pouring from her narrow frame And paints the sky black, red and orange in universal refrain. I reach out my weathered palm And oh, how I yearn for her to bear me awayContinue Reading
By Karline Lace Lately I’ve been wondering how to cope with my past lives I have found that I’m losing parts of myself Forgetting what I was like three years ago sitting in biology class and feeling miserable and invisible (and being proud of that) and feeling sad and confused Continue Reading