Are they really me? Do they look alright?Should the frames be black? Or should they be white?Is the glass too dark? Is the glass too bright?Should I wear them now? Should I wait till night?Is this really me? Do I feel alright?Should my...

After the bitter chill of Winter, the snow and ice of February, Spring couldn’t come soon enough for Kaitlyn and Madison. Throughout the drab lockdown, the vibrant forest had sustained them, freeing them from its suffocating constraints: online studies,...

Let it burn Let the entire world obliterate With every course, crass and fallacy You have thrown at me I will rejoice in the destruction That is, you. On the wings of innocent white doves You are the soot that stains the feather No matter what is...

Take the moneyits made of greenno need for water  it'll burn you clean  food in the blessing boxblistering screamorphans and widowstake your moneyholding out their handsfor the mold on the government cheesecash my farm check subsidystill who picks that...

The blade becomes implausible to survivalsharpened against time's compressionmixed with dust and sorrowswaiting on my lust to seepthis blood shed at your doorsteptip of the bladetill it's deep insidebite my lip until you taste itthen leave me here to...