Archive for the ‘Prose & Cons’ Category

bad habits

Posted on December 13th, 2016 by Madison Barlow

by Madison Barlow she asked me why i let my fingernails grow. aren’t you afraid they’re going to break? she inquired. why do you let them grow so? i said: i let them stretch out nice and long and pretty so a boy will find me beautiful. and then i continued even though she opened […]

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My Love of His Form

Posted on December 13th, 2016 by Mikayla Mislak

by Mikayla Mislak He looks like a baby bird. His shoulder blades push against his skin like they’re wings that are still growing. The knobs of his spine are a ladder in his back. I press my hands against the little lumps, climbing down the stepping stones in his back. I want to untie the […]

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this love ain’t evol

Posted on December 13th, 2016 by Hakeem Anthony

by Hakeem Anthony “A profound love between two people involves, after all, the power and chance of doing profound hurt.” — Ursula K. Le Guin [fore]playing gta v Sky sat smiling in the seat in front of the TV, fingers pushing buttons here and there but mostly the left thumb was controlling the left analog […]

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Arms Spread

Posted on December 13th, 2016 by Jon Roberts

by Jonathan Roberts I walked into Chipotle on a summer’s afternoon, which always means two things. It meant that the line would be long enough to reach the door, and it also meant that I was either off of work or I had just finished. I can’t remember if it was either of the two. […]

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Beautiful is Harlem

Posted on December 13th, 2016 by Kecia Romiel

by Kecia Romiel I lived in a one-bedroom polygon in a place where black was beautiful. Unless you didn’t have a pretty face. Unless you didn’t have manageable hair. Or you didn’t smack your Vaseline covered lips every time you finished a sentence. I was in-between. I was in between beautiful and sickly, when my […]

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No. Not You

Posted on December 13th, 2016 by Alex Coburn

by Alex Coburn The chairs are arranged in an awkward semi-circle around the perimeter of the room. They’re mostly populated by younger people, late teens and 20-somethings, but every now and then you notice an older face, tired and strained. This is obviously not their first meeting Will I be there when I am that […]

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life in the morning

Posted on December 13th, 2016 by Mila Phelps-Friedl

by Mila Phelps-Friedl there is this moment just between waking and sleeping when you can feel everything. from the constriction and expansion of your lungs to the cotton fibers pressed against your cheek, the staleness of the air against your lips and the gum of mascara built up between the lash and the bleary blue […]

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after shower

Posted on November 9th, 2016 by Hakeem Anthony

by Hakeem Anthony the showers provide deep thought we step out immediately go towards a towel        but what if that isn’t there we stand on cold floor frozen as water        slips down               damp skin & hair those deep thoughts that rivaled an Aristotle gone back to steam locked behind those curtains we can no longer […]

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irrational fears i had as a child that i still hold tight

Posted on November 9th, 2016 by Alexa Salvato

by Alexa Salvato that i’m going to get a tick bite that i can’t see and die from immediate fatal lymes disease that new york city will sink when i visit because it’s too full and we shouldn’t all rationally fit that when i’m scared someone’s going to grab me capitalize on my vulnerability that […]

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Gender

Posted on November 9th, 2016 by Mikayla Mislak

by Mikayla Mislak I’ve never felt entirely comfortable with calling myself a woman. When I was a kid, people described me as a “tomboy.” I literally rolled in mud and used to catch frogs, insects, toads, and snakes. I wasn’t squeamish and I cried in first grade because I didn’t want to wear a dress […]

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