Prosetry – Page 12 – in parentheses

I created the land…by G. Mramor

I created the land, open up to me make your paths turn forever the way…

I created you friend,

When bounds are renounced

You are the sunrise spreading across misty heathered crests

Cold tears, a black string of cold tears down the passing rose in your cheek, from…

, if you ever loved me, make for me a tower, and on her weathered body…

When You Write It, Put It In Parentheses By debuting a new literary magazine, the Boston…

Cassie Duncanson is a student in Western Massachusetts studying English and Art History. She bakes like a…

You people, your beliefs are terrifying, you see skin before you look into the eyes you…

And watch earthsway as you longaway