Elementia issue 8

The Wish Garden: an excerpt

By Andie Davidson

A mindless leaf fluttered out of nowhere and perched on my sandaled foot. In the distance, a disorganized medley of birdsong made up an unrehearsed orchestra. Idyllic as it was, I was in the middle of a fairly typical snapshot of spring.

Past Memories: an excerpt

By Grant Hampton Glover

“Hostile vehicle moving to desired location, ”Ryan heard his spotter and put his handheld bible back into his shirt pocket. Ryan’s face was smeared with camouflage paint, and his rifle was covered in a rifle wrap, with his Ghillie suit covering the rest of his body.

Hot Blood Underground

By Ayah Abdul-Rauf

He is anchored to the cold room’s center By metallic, unused fetters Reluctance is his parapet and it’s likely to collapse He lies amidst rusted traps He is the first catch.

The Comet

By Holden Meier

Billions of miles away, the Oort Cloud orbited the Sun in silence. The cloud, consisting of thousands upon thousands of chunks of ice and rock, formed the edge of the Solar System, millions of miles past Neptune.

The Voice of Desperate Hearts

By Bailey Tulloch

Among the freezing breeze of swastikas, The only awakened robot Was the word of the innocent.


She was of three hearts, Like a sphinx, Child, escapist, and thief.


The small girl whirled in the whip of tongues And let the words flow, falling, and flailing.

I Would Say...

By Hannah Jenkins

I would say that by noon my Heart really knew my purpose My goals, the plan for rescue. I would say that it’s better To never regret, never take back, Try not to be a brat. I know that life is better when One is not alone. Imagination without God Is a living dead zone. Reacting instead of listeni

Every Bit as Dark as You

By Blaire Lauren Ginsburg

Just as wild and just as true, I’m every bit as dark as you. I would not show it on my face, But I’ve learned your secret, silent grace. Your gait is sure as the day is fair And filled with ling’ring subtle air, But I won’t let it fool me so; I know your mind, like mine, in woe With thoughts that


By Lauren McGrath

Melodies of pandemonium Fill my ears with a silent hum Black is everything we have found White is everything without sound And as lunacy ensues without ceasing And pain takes hold without releasing Swirling colors cease to blend As slowly, my mind will mend From the madness that drove me To the b


By Angela Clem

Even now that she’s gone they won’t stop moving and knocking, I wanted to say How could you say that you love her when you won’t leave her alone, and Darl knows it and instead he sets fire to the goddamn barn. The goddamn barn.


By Michelle Chan

Falling , falling down to earth toward the place I was given birth I close my eyes and count to three A sad requiem for an unknown dream. Why is it that people of this nation Are only in it for the fascination? Always on the run Just looking for more fun? When no ones there to even give a single

The Evanescent

By Paige Bergan

Every so often there are nights when the veil between worlds is so gauzy and thin, that travel from one to the next can happen as easily as crossing a bridge. Some of these nights follow the rigid calendar journey of the earth, moon, and sun.

What He Carries

By Kristen Zuchowski

He carries his equipment He carries his uniform He carries his ammunition And his weapons But he carries much more He carries his heart His memories Though most importantly He carries his bandana with Psalm 91 printed on it The bandana is everything It’s his inspiration To keep going He already c

Storm's Song

By Katie Fisher

“Come on, Jenny, you might beat me this time,” David teases trying to coax me into running with him after work. Yeah right, I couldn’t beat him even if he was missing a leg. It’s not like I am slow or anything, it’s just that David is a hell of a lot faster.

Choosing to Hurt

By Jessica Sutter

He leaves his shoes on the doorstep. Size twelve and a half, wearing through the toes and curling with wrinkles of use. He stopped working at the orchard in November, but red Oklahoma mud still caulks the crevices and holes, stains the laces.

Mermaid for a Moment

By Paige Bergan

Sunbeam, slices of wet light The coral reef filled with dreams glossy fish murmur- swirling, swishing, swimming envy of the rainbow crimson, sapphire, persimmon, lime Colors never seen by human eyes before Ebony hair dances, harmony to the waves Flipping on her back gaze through the cobalt sparkl

Hurricanes of War

By Julia Anne Ulmer

Our world is a sea From the oceans to the shore Not of water But of colors, textures, sounds, and war. You look around to see the green waves of grass.

There Once Was...

By Hope Gardner

There once was a girl from Kentucky, she always won at games but, all the same she had a pet gerbil named “Unlucky.”

There once was a boy from Maine, but he dreamed of living in Spain, And try as he might he could never find the right ticket as he boarded the plane.


By Blaire Lauren Ginsburg

“My husband was not supposed to die young.”

The Soul of Night

By Catherine Strayhall

Night It’s the time I have dark thoughts; When my fears stalk me, and my demons mock me. At night, my imagination runs wild, Conjuring things that make me want to hide like a child.

Self Imposed Silence

By Andie Davidson

Words Nudging, insisting Struggle to escape Perching on the tip of my tongue

A rising wall Blocks phrases, words, thoughts, ideas Trapped inside my head In a maze from brain to lips, lost

Whispers Echo in my head Silence as lips freeze

Butterfly Touches

By Rachel Franklin

In my mind you were colored the lightest blue Like butterfly wings Shine rubbing off on your fingers at a touch. You loved them Because they were so pretty-fragile And there’s nothing More beautiful than effervescence. I’m fragile too. Fragile and trying to get the me without you back One touch a

Nightingale's Song

By Victoria Ross

A lull and silence, And softly whispered Breath.

Caresses petal soft And feather Light.

Delicate, Like lace and spiders’ webs, The light plays on the rain.

Like the sound Of snow Falling.

A melodious tune, Nightingale’s voice at dusk, Sings the setting sun.


By Molly Oberstein-Allen

The crack in the windshield of my father’s gold Camry used to be just a scratch no one noticed, but somehow, like milkweed creeping up among the tulips in my mother’s garden it grew into a scar that slices the horizon in two above Metcalf Avenue where I am driving just to go fast, to be here now,


By Lauren McGrath

Go away, and leave me be Let me rest eternally Shroud myself in darkness Where I can never be hurt Close my eyes and sigh As I slip slowly away Settle in the emptiness I’ve made for myself An emptiness that cannot be filled Let me wash away the feelings The tides of emotion slowly turn to calm As

April Ghoul's Day

By Jessica Toney

He woke up shivering, the cold hard floor having been his bed for the night. His brain throbbed as he pushed himself up, making it hard to remember what last happened. He held his head in his hands as he thought it over until an eerie sob bounced off the walls.


By Catherine Strayhall

There is a stillness in the air I can feel it everywhere

Heavy darkness Airy light Loud silence Empty night

It seems as though with every breath There is a little bit of death

Choking sadness Endless days Dark corners New pathways