By Carrie Tiggas I looked down below my feetand stared at the hard concreteto jump would mean deathI step over the ropes andhold my breathdown the steep hillto the highway belowthe cars rushing bywith places to goIf I jumped would they slow?should I find out?The thought runs through my headthe answer isI’m better off dead.I … [Read more…]
By Carrie Tiggas My head hangs lowI start to crythinking of the daysI wanted to dieThe problems are bigMY will is smallI used to be bigI used to be tallI’ve changed so much since those daysI’ve gotten so smallwandering through the hazeI’ve been through so muchyou’d think I’d learnBut I don’t seem toI need someone … [Read more…]
By Kristi Dahl A world of colorand pearls of rainall of the partof season changea firefly sunsetthe beauty in lifethe wonder of naturethe diamonds of nightbreath of the planetthe wind in the skypearl of the waterfreezes and diesa whisper of silenceand violence of storma leaf flies the currentof the fall ’till it’s warmthe cycle of … [Read more…]
By Audrey Lopez The trees look alone,as they stand with naked arms. Reaching out to something,to make them more whole. Conversing with each other,in their own way. Trying to make it clear,that they’d be gone someday.
By Carrie Tiggas I sit alonelistening to the windI dream of the warmththat lies withinbut the cold holds melike the hand holds the knifethe thought is therethe will is notthe wind pounds in my headlike an echoing gunshotthe air hits my skinand makes me quiverIt stings my soullike a cold cold winterthe warmth is thereI … [Read more…]
By Molly Latterner I was here………………….Then I left.
By Anna Saclolo I see the sand-driven mountains and the wind blown sea,I hear the birds over head in the sky towering trees.There’s a man over yonder where the sky is painted red,Yes his skin has been torn and his eyes have bled.He looks to the sky as he falls to the groundHe reaches to … [Read more…]
By Mike Phelps Welcome to the ghettoLet’s see how long you lastYou’re being chased alreadySo you’d better move fastA gun in your hand won’t make a differenceA blade won’t stop your deathAll it will do is intimidate themAnd cause your final breathNo one really gives a crapWhether you started it or notEvery second is life … [Read more…]
By Kelsey Crawford Maybe I did not know you,Maybe I did.Who knows?Where did you come from?Where did you go?And I see this girl standing there,Alone, and happy, and naked, in the middle ofnowhere.Dancing.Maybe she’s me years from now.Maybe she’s a visitor.Is she with you somewhere, up there?Waiting to come out?
By Chris Utne I live for the night,Stalk you for your fright,And drain you of your blood,Then toss your lifeless body into the mud,Feel the horrific power run through my body,Yes, God I have been very naughty,But what are you going to do?Nothing, because I own you.