elementia
Divine Angel of Teenage Girls
By Quinn KellyYour lips are painted red like the roses they make rosaries from. Melting the petals down to
clay and shaping something new,
the way God shaped man from earth,
a modicum of faith is crafted.
They drop a subtle shade of red, like plum wine mixed with vodka at a party where drinks
Wistoragic
By Lee DCharacterized by lingering sadness and nostalgia following the recent end of a great story or series.
Athazagoraphobia (Fear of being forgotten)
I Don’t Even Know When to End, Talking About Worth
By Ying Ham LeeWorth
/wəːθ/
Adjective:
A: equivalent in value to the sum or item specified.
every-single-thing
By Andie McGregora bowl of ocean: no bigger than
cupped palms; the same concave
as the deflated iris over
the sightless eye.
long before you cared, the lanterns
became beacons. i find myself
outside, moth-bitten, and
perfectly fine.