by Lee Patton “Annalise! Dinner’s getting cold!” her mother’s voice shot upstairs, breaking through the faint, droning hum of the lamp nearby. Unresponsive, Annalise sat motionless, comatose, in front of the easel, her blank stare rivaled only by the canvas languishing in front of her. Her dark green eyes glazed…
by Jasmine Janelle Royer I remember puberty.She was a foe at 11;ripped open the seamsthat held my shameand let it loose;ferocious and starving.Red like wineas it clawed its wayfrom my nethers to belowmy thighs, stained flesh.Followed by the wideningof my hips into canyons,the fullness of my lipsleft a plenty, for my…
by Michele L Tremblay They often did this and they were here again: falling on to the remnants of some long-forgotten road that led into dark and dense woods. As always, they didn’t know how they got there and they weren’t sure how they would get back. She imagined how…
by Lee Patton “Annalise! Dinner’s getting cold!” her mother’s voice shot upstairs, breaking through the faint, droning hum of the lamp nearby. Unresponsive, Annalise sat motionless, comatose, in front of the easel, her blank stare rivaled only by the canvas languishing in front of her. Her dark green eyes glazed…
by Jasmine Janelle Royer I remember puberty.She was a foe at 11;ripped open the seamsthat held my shameand let it loose;ferocious and starving.Red like wineas it clawed its wayfrom my nethers to belowmy thighs, stained flesh.Followed by the wideningof my hips into canyons,the fullness of my lipsleft a plenty, for my…
by Michele L Tremblay They often did this and they were here again: falling on to the remnants of some long-forgotten road that led into dark and dense woods. As always, they didn’t know how they got there and they weren’t sure how they would get back. She imagined how…