This week’s featured poem is from Makenna Misuraco.
Regrets drown themselves in moments.
I am the rose that grew from concrete wilting after being stepped on by lovers who promsied to be gentle.
Blind Blind I remember the first time I saw you. Not when I stumbled upon your Instagram and saw you in so many places with so little clothes. I remember the first time I saw […]
Why is Falling so Easy Falling in love was so easy, as it always is. I didn’t see you coming, you were a obstuction. I tripped, stumbled, and despite my best efforts, I came crashing […]
It’s Always Winter in NYC “Shouldn’t writers move to New York City?” I have to forgive them, of course they don’t know. They don’t know how that city has wronged me. What it’s done to […]
Missed Opportunity I want that moment back. I mean everything leading up to it was hell but I feel like I squandered that moment. I kept asking you why you cheated? How many times did […]
Fermented Love How many bottles of wine will it take for me to forget about you? A bottle of red for the red heart you broke? A bottle of white for the white lies you […]
Friends & Enemies Every cold sweat I awoke from you held me. Every night terror you heard my screams. All my failures you witnessed. All my heartbreaks you encouraged. You, the first person to tell […]