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Leaves

By Eloise Arnold

I stare at the pavement
And pray it turns back time
I hope the concrete changes
And I’m back where I was before
When I belonged


The Woman, The Daughter

By Cady Stevens

Auburn curls waltz in my eyes, flames in my earliest memories.
I remember most parts fondly.
Matching blue eyes, struggles inherited
from your mother.
We struggled existing
as the proper mother and daughter.


First Confession

By Maria Tan

Red scratchy fabric lining the confessional
Imprinted a checkerboard into my knees;
My spine stacked upright,
Leading to heaven, or down into hell;
Guilt or shame pulling my head down;
Tears would’ve fallen on my baby cheeks
If the church hadn’t been as cold as hell was hot;


Things That I Feel Guilty For

By Linnea Heiny

Things that I feel guilty for:


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