It’ll be okay one day.

What do you want?

A sudden crisis. An unexpected savior.

Survivors of an alien invasion make an alarming discovery.

cult comfort, or knowing your sacred transfiguration into a scapegoat was worthwhile, the goat mask you wore over your head for years was worth wearing,

Get the book everybody’s raving about.

It would seem that you have people too,
Who grieve a woman not lost.

A poem by Kim Whysall-Hammond.

A poem about prison and how it changes guys like you.

Poetry by Ai Jiang.

I know what you want.

Original poetry by Lora Gray.

Love, addiction, and hunger.

On foreign land, memories of you slowly fade, but the dolls still stay,
their eyes rolling to the back of their heads, refusing to watch you leave.

She relinquished her control
Into my steady hands, the untamed part
Of her that had split open throats
And hearts through heaviest of armors.