Poetry & Prose

The Ramblings of a Madwoman: A Body.

It breaks down all of the time. How am I suppose to love something that… Continue reading →

by Peachy Anon February 27, 2021

I’m scared of my body I’m scared of the storm of pops and cracks that… Continue reading →

by Taylor Hodgkins December 8, 2020December 8, 2020

by Emily Smith August 13, 2020September 13, 2020

Hail Mary Filled with disgrace, That man was with you. Never letting tears roll down… Continue reading →

by Zoë Cardinal August 5, 2020August 5, 2020

You wouldn’t be able to tell just by seeing Her messy hair, her stained blouse,… Continue reading →

by Emily Smith July 13, 2020August 6, 2020

Everything feels wrong. When you notice the sound that the air makes And how round… Continue reading →

by Zoë Cardinal July 13, 2020August 5, 2020

Or maybe the hallow ground under me will be my escape.

by Zoë Cardinal July 13, 2020August 5, 2020

She trekked, well more like stumbled, through the forest. Huffing and puffing, throwing muffled curses… Continue reading →

by Emily Smith June 19, 2020August 18, 2020

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