Don’t tell me to Smile

  “A encapsulated maze filled with memories, words, the powerhouse to functioning. Pain cuts through memories and words become mush. You can’t see it, but I can feel it. Sometimes its so hard to speak.” Trade me. “An analysis explains all that my body has been trying to tell me. Only now I wish I didn’t know, because... Continue Reading →

Skeletons in the Closet

A silver-stringed net  tied deep into her shoulder blades a bow-tie nonetheless encroaches on her twists and turns. Her own breath won't control its distance or the sure capacity of its weight. Much like a spider's web  glossy and slick sticks to its pray  and all of their struggles.

About Me

As a college student who has recently graduated this May from Arizona State University, with a BA in English with a concentration in Creative Writing and a minor in Women's Studies, expanding my audience of friends, colleagues, mentors, and teachers is crucial for a writer to grow. I started writing poetry and fell in love... Continue Reading →

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the way our lives are reflected and seen

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Break the silence. End the violence.

Luke Atkins

Film, Music, and Television Critic