Featured art by Maggie Stephenson The sky is overcast. It has been this way since I woke up, which was earlier than usual, because the tightness in my chest would not allow me to sleep in. The air is thick and slow, and the slight breeze carries the heat off the tarred road in front … Continue reading
walking past the same pavement every morning I like stealing short gazes at you and on some days by the look in your eyes I can say how you love flowers the shade of crimson and white on sundays, that would perfectly decor your table and add hues to your coffee, I remember how you … Continue reading
//you kissed me// we met at a graveyard ironical, because we were two steps away from burying ourselves before we became each other’s tombstone //through a haze of lights// you’ve always been the brighter one, the one who looks like a timeline of fairylights i couldn’t really see through it all //and i stood stunned// … Continue reading
