Kym finds herself at a mysterious beach in her dreams. There’s a boy there, too; one she’s certain she’s seen before…
Transportive
Paris: City of Love!
We have this funny little idea that romance completes things. I had this idea while studying abroad in Paris this summer. And when romance didn’t magically appear I decided to look for it.
We Slink into the Wilderness
This piece chronicles a drive upstate across the Taconic, feeling each bend in the road, looking for familiar trees out of my window.
Lunch Hour
Every day at school, I get lunch from the same place, just to see the grandma who works there. It’s the highlight of my day.
spacetimecontinuum
This poem was originally rooted in the pandemic and quarantine, but evolved into a piece on introspection, rumination, and growth.
Rising and Falling and Crashing
The five “Yearlies” stay on the tiny beach island over the summer, while the rest of their boarding school friends go home.
LOST
As your voice fumbles, I look into your eyes, to never look back. You are shaking—or should I say trembling.
Behind doors are secrets (to discover or not)
A liminal space I found in my school, and what I left there.
Intangible Things, an Excerpt
Sybil was waiting on the train platform absentmindedly during her morning commute. Then she fell onto the tracks. When she awakens alone in the hospital, she finds her injured body and soul split apart.
Gelid Morning
If not for me—brown skin, spike-studded leather gloves, combat boots, and sculptural woolen coat—this place could be 1963, still.
Got to keep running and running.
Because dying is loud. And living is too.
Ungrounded
I once had a dream I could fly.
Quicksave
A choose-your-own-adventure story that feels like a video game. Make sure to choose wisely.
music makers
This poem is about society’s shared desire for escape and comfort in a mundane yet chaotic world.
Six Miles Apart
In the socially distanced era of six feet apart, two Brooklyn-based writers celebrate the beauty and history of their everyday worlds in this visual diary.