Friendship fallouts are the absolute worst. These breakups can consume you like an ocean as the tides of feelings and memories come in and out. Poetry360 mentee Megumi Jindo shares her experience with one of life’s greatest heartbreaks.
Class of 2024
Speaking on Writing as Therapy
This week we’re delighted to present Mentees Dom Dawes (he/they) and Jamilah Araf (she/her) as they chat about Dom’s poem “I Am From.”
Forever & Always
This short story is about my character, Princess Amantdeiylaia, who has a heart-to-heart with her lady-in-waiting and closest (and only) friend, Rhettna.
A Kiss at Midnight
The expression “a kiss at midnight” would normally evoke romantic images or scenes from fairy tales. This flash fiction collection puts 5 twists on the familiar theme.
the devil and the deep blue sea
Choices
The Elevator Bond
I smile and walk up to the waiting room. Even if I don’t get this job, at least I’ve got my friend back.
Hope, in my country, is the thing with leaves
Inspired by Emily Dickinson’s poem “Hope” is a thing with feathers”, this poem talks about Hope as a fleeting, never-reaching entity in the Dominican Republic where Hope is a cultural and spiritual value within generations.
The Drunken Wolf
Howling inside all of us is a wolf. Some of us have tamed it, others must let it make its ferocious sound. Poetry360 mentee Kayla Misa embraces their inner wolf in their poem “The Drunken Wolf” about their Filipina heritage, anger, and betrayal.
Faith’s Hope
Shutting her eyes firmly until compression so all she could see were glittering stars, Hope’s imagination stretched into answering her yearning for a companionship to fulfill her dreaded playtime.
Just like that, Faith was born.
Remsen Ave.
All I want to say is that I’m forever grateful to Nana and Papa, may they rest in peace, for opening up their home to me and allowing me to hold many great memories.
FORGIVING ME IS EASY: FORGIVING YOU IS A BATTLE
This multimedia piece explores the multifaceted journey to healing my inner child. It focuses on the trauma forged after my father left my mother and I. It’s the apology I never received.
Paranoia
This poem is for anyone who feels unsafe walking alone at night or conjures shadows in the absence of light.
Overlooked
Overlooked is a poem that takes the reader in an unexpected direction.
Santana
This poem is about Santana, a dog who I have volunteered with at the Valley Animal Center in Fresno, California.
Witch Hair
Hair is a huge part of Dominican culture; it is intermingled with unrealistic and suffocating beauty standards. This is a rebellion against standards which categorize textured hair as “pelo malo” (bad hair).