forbidden cotton candy

Photo by Angie Shenouda By Angie Shenouda when i was seven i put my lunch where my colored pencils should goon smooth fabric alex the lion roared &sat underneath crayons and crinkled worksheets and candy wrappersuntil summertime.when white fuzz smiled around the corners I knew something was wrongwithout even looking inside i didn’t remember packing…… Continue reading forbidden cotton candy

Night of No Stars

Photo by Greta Unetich By Greta Unetich This day of the second summer knows that I adore you. The sun is clear on your face; warm, but not yet hot enough to be sticky. That night, I dreamed of you sleeping flat on me. – In the middle of the forest, I stare right into…… Continue reading Night of No Stars

14 hours away

Photo by Lianelys Cabrera By Angie Shenouda in a little while, the trees around you will turn golden. rain will kiss the ground outside & you’ll study inside your apartment, hot chocolate on your tongue. and i’ll be in my hometown, a place i’ve never lived before, underneath the sun. my knuckles will smile as…… Continue reading 14 hours away

Awaiting August

Photo by Greta Unetich By Greta Unetich Awaiting August, it’s like I’ve woken from a hundred-year-long springtime sickness. Late winter has never been easy for me— days worth of steel skies, cold winds sweeping flat fields of cracked, brittle cornstalks, brass puddles in the field behind my yard, last summer’s crushed, damp weeds stuck to…… Continue reading Awaiting August


Photo by Rosie Lopolito By Rosie Lopolito After Victoria Chang Memory—was born on December 4th and died the following day of stress or maybe neglect, whichever is easier to swallow when the mature eldest AFAB affliction sinks her polished crooked teeth into glossy tomatoes your grandparent—I can’t remember which one—gave you on a mountain across…… Continue reading Memory


Photo by Clarissa Cervantes By Clarissa Cervantes Forever, you will be in my heartForever, you will be in my thoughtsForever, you will be my great friend Forever, I will cherish you…Forever, I will think of you…Forever, I will reach out to you… Life goes on…Whether we choose to move forward and explore the world,Or stay…… Continue reading Forever


Photo by Hannah Blair By Jennifer Prewitt It’s been, what? Five months? And the time before that, even longer. I wish you were here. I wish you were here. The city is big. Loud. The people are nice. Kind of like you. They’re loud, too. Just like their home. It feels small, sometimes. Four days…… Continue reading Waverly