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A page from a yearly calendar

Every Year

By Hannah Meade My fiancé, Brian, died exactly five years ago today. Five whole years have already passed and still, I feel the heart-wrenching sadness I felt on the day he died. I find myself snuggling back up in my grey sheets, wanting a few more minutes of peace before…

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Invisible

by Amber Box Death. On the side of the road. It’s always how I imagined it to be though, dramatic and alone. No one stopping to call an ambulance, no one stopping to close my eyes. Just me in a chair and the rush of cars barreling down the highway…

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by George Hodan

Wicked

by Amber Box I will deceive you So turn away where the steam of my breath cannot be seen I am wicked You are mortal The shards of glass from your own wreckage Feed my poison Injected into your veins, the ghost of yourself Your treacherous thoughts are only the…

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