Illusion

Writing

dear margot

By Yeshe Rai

you open all the blinds for moonlight
to make a place at your dining table
the radical yellowed pages say “liberty is an illusion”
& you must agree,
crouched on your cold chair in a t-shirt
& underwear. eating tomato soup.


Dream Behind the Glass

By Anika Rasheed

There’s a girl that I see sometimes.

She pops up from time to time.

Day to day.



She’s a lot of things.

God, she’s beautiful.

And, isn’t she just so funny?