Letting Go

By Brianna Malotke From this cage of fingersdeeper and darkershe cast his ashescarried off by the wind,dispersed amongst the fallen leaves,clinging to damp greenery.The crisp fall airand recent rainfallmade this moment eerily peaceful.She stayed still.There was no blame,no more arguments or hostile moments.His not so innocent ashesscattered across the gravesof others who had been knockedaroundContinue reading “Letting Go”

Final Resting

By Brianna Malotke The crispness of the airSeeped through the cracksEvery now and then a smallBreeze would stir herAnd awaken her.Darkness enveloped herThe silence no longerScreaming, but welcoming. Days and days had passedSince she had arrived hereAnd been enclosed in these Four walls. The smell of dirt and Fresh cut grassMixed with dying flowersOften waftedContinue reading “Final Resting”

Just To Get High

By Mathew Serback i.I bought weed from the white girl who lived next door to me. She was a child-monster whose face was full of freckles that were mopped up by her brown hair, which obfuscated her eyes and never let her make eye contact with someone she must’ve consider to be a loser. ii.TheContinue reading “Just To Get High”

The Induced Sleep

By Sylvia Ketchum Images floated across the back of my eyelids. Posies. Red, orange, and some pink. I’d gathered a bouquet for my mother, tying it together with string. I was a boy dancing in a field of wildflowers. My limbs bursting with boundless energy. The sun beating down on my face. Barefoot. Dried earthContinue reading “The Induced Sleep”

Just Shy of 360

By Paul Black Two men entered the long corridor of the Lennox Ville Psychiatric Facilities east wing. Their shoes tapped loudly on the glossy cement floor as they walked. Each donned a long white overcoat which bellowed around them in their professional haste. Below the coat dark navy cuffs flipped loosely around their ankles inContinue reading “Just Shy of 360”