Journey’s end, by Matan Sandhaus
Taking its first breath it opened its eyes Little it knew it’ll reach its demise From small to big its changing size With no vocal cords...
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To the Ocean, by Annonymous
A smile, an open door, and a joke He greeted her with the unknown, But he swore that he hated mysteries. He kept one hand on the wheel,...
A Burst, by Lily Guggenheim
A burst of sound is placed in my right ear, then my left. It’s soft at first then it suddenly begins to grow. It’s just loud enough to...
Untitled, By Rebecca Avrutin
I started on my path A long journey to map I wasn’t sure where I was going My mind cannot decide America: the country of opportunity...
Florida to California/California to Florida, by Caroline Bell
Florida to California California to Florida Where my home and heart reside My blood lies in Florida My life lies in California Flew...
Untitled, by Omar Lukatz
The cold wind brushing against my revealed arms. My black jeans block the chilly air from my legs, But some still manages to slip through...
the bluest winter, by charlie single
our house is old cold and green my mother’s voice drones on she is not talking to me my sister comes in her eyes are full of sorrow she...
Painted, by Georgina Stewart
Carved cheeks, perfect lips Bottles of perfume and pills. Scrap the very being and lick The last ounces of my awareness. Flashed adverts,...
Idiosyncrasies, by Avery Krantz-Fire
I run my hands over and over The well-tread comfort of Lines breaks in the wrong places I’m on the wrong wavelength Missing what is not...
Running from Time, by Maya Churi
I am running through the centuries. My breath sinks into tomorrow. I trip and fall into the Renaissance. My scraped knee bleeds onto...
Untitled Love Poem, by Anonymous
This was once a love poem Before all the rumors Before the fear It once went on and on about little idiosyncrasies How it held the key to...
Beginning to End, by Anonymous
I met someone He was just so blissfully pure He felt like a blooming beautiful beginning But the red roses that showed up on my doorstep...
Why Do We Begin? by Tahlia Fehl
Beginning It’s a strange concept No? The beginning It’s the big bang It’s Adam It’s life after birth It’s when you meet the one you love...
Journey: Introduction to Our Story, by Leah Maltzman
From the beginning, we were tadpoles swimming in a new lake of explosive ideas and modern poetry. We were baby cows, stumbling over...
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