Poetry

Unfolded Writer: afterwords She was the piece of me never meant to be unfolded,never meant to be out and assault.She was a piece of me, desperate to get a hold.She was a piece of me I never knew I had to hold,until I feel it in my bones,to feel the memory of what was lost […]

Hand-me-Downs Writer: Iqra Hunzai I have new shoes for you. And there’s less food to eat.  She twitches a smile,  Her hands point down the street. Three hand-me-down pairs on the floor. A baby, a woman and a man.  “Shoes for you and you and you.” She smiles again, sour-and-sweet.  Shadows slip past my walls

THE SCARS THAT LOVE LEAVES BEHIND Writer: Anonymous Looking up in the night skytrying to count the stars,and with each count wishing youwere here to fill up my scars.They’ve blended into my skinas the time slipped away like you did.They’ve become a part of me,a part I don’t wish to,a part I don’t want to,