by Olivia Delgado In the metallic We washed ourWeeks’ worth of ache, As The boy played the coin machine like it was a savior.
SNHU Creative Writing Posts
First Date
by Jerri Jerreat The two women sat down. Karin had changed from ripped jeans into a long skirt, then back to dark jeans with a funky red and pink tee. She’d found an old eyeliner stick and used it. Cautiously. Silly, she was being silly, she told herself. After all,…
Err0r Err0r
by Amy Covel Err0r Err0rCan’t und0. Err0r Err0r Must red0. Err0r Err0r Can’t F0rget Err0r Err0r Must reset
The Surprising Closeness of God
by Lisa Harris My grandmother’s best friend, Vi Cotterfield, knew God. She could see the pulse of God’s work in everything: in her vegetables as they grew, in the trees as they stayed firmly planted in the earth, and in the star filled sky. She could detect a vibration underneath…
Beautiful Eulogies
by Joshua Jennings “Armed educators love our students and will protect them” – President Trump, Feb. 2018 Another little boy’s body lies broken,a cordless instrument,never to be strung again.Instead, the screams of his classmates will haunt the hallways- ballads of missed opportunity. Shells clatter against the floor,a chorus of solitude…
The Promise of Lake Lonely
by Emily Marcason-Tolmie Their suitcases were stacked like puzzle pieces in the far reaches of the car. Bridget and her younger sister, Lucy, sat in the back seat with their heads slightly touching. Lucy flipped through one of her mother’s fashion magazines circling all the dresses she thought were pretty…
Don’t Let Your Dreams Die
by Amy Covel Don’t let your dreams die You see, people will kill your dreams They don’t mean to They’re simply using words Voicing opinions Sometimes they’re just having a bad day A bad hour, a bad minute But that bad second Changes you for a lifetime But it’s just…
Delicate Things
by Aviendha Francisco “You cannot have something for nothing.” It grinned at me, a smile devoid of emotion and full of teeth. It scratched its mangy fur and stared at me with eyes white as milk, wide as saucers. The green velvet divan underneath its cracked hooves provided an interesting…
The Dead
by George Freek A sultry breeze weakens,as the dying sun fallslike a ball of lead.A raven searches for carrion,hovering above my head.I walk the lake shore alone.I walk like a man made of stone.If she were alive my wifewould walk by my side.My thoughts are disconnected.Like dead leavesthey scatter in…
I Love to Listen to Your Resonant Chimes
by Gonzalinho da Costa I love to listen to your resonant chimes, Echoing, full, round,Collecting clear musical pools, Bright waterfalls of sound. I love to hear your brilliant bells Singing, mountain stream,Flowing concourse of luminous notesArranged to a liquid theme. I love to hear your hammers strike, Ripples across a…