Sharp- Jennifer Haig
By Jennifer Haig Sometimes I imagine I am made up of shards…
By Jennifer Haig Sometimes I imagine I am made up of shards…
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By Kell To her To the girl who pushed away the ones who…
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By Rebecca Foley “We should have lunch sometime,” she says. We should…
By Crystal Goulding There he was, standing in front of the fire,…
By Mariam I have so much anger inside of me Like a…
By Vivianna Vitikka The plane touched down, a bony singing swan ‘You are…