Anxiety & Epilepsy

I'm a girl with a demon on her shoulder and two shadows. The one leading tries to emulate me.It makes a perfect, circular, trip daily with the sun. Beginning and ending with its rise and fall. This one has only grown in size over the years.  The one following is a morphing shape, willing to... Continue Reading →

Connected

Young their pinkies intertwined while sitting atop the monkey-bars. The heartbeat beneath his chest humming underneath a blanket in the back of his pick-up truck One went to college. The other stayed home, comfortable. Other people came and went; they both changed they both learned. A visit back home, a holiday parade, and a simple,... Continue Reading →

Nobody. Obliviously. Wins.

On the top of the staircaseher heart crashes against her ribsthe beats get fasterand still nothing has changed.Frustrated, hurt, and confusedshe images punching the wall.  Would it hurt? Would the bloody, mangled, and bruised knuckles give her anger meaning? Would the persecution, doubt, and belittlement of others prove to be more than "good intentions"? Would the scares make a... Continue Reading →

Those Eyes

This moment, right now, makes all the difference some how. My eyes open and close at night those moments of darkness, they seem to hold so much more. In my dreams I reach for your voice. Recreating those intonations, those wordless gasps of air. The moments we felt each other’s nonsense. Years have passed. I... Continue Reading →

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 →

Another

"Convince me it's ok to love." Don't get caught up while defining all the words I've chosen to use, there are a lot of synonyms in the world.

Why are you Blushing? Please tell me.

Red plump cheeks... from a gentle kiss upon your cheek, the crazy chance of life & that feeling that you're exactly where you're supposed to be... even the embarrassment of being purely human. so many meanings behind flushed red cheeks, but I feel at peace the most when the sunset blushes with me...

Reflection

Clear realistic proportionate true transparent, You. A steamy mirror rests above the sink my warm finger streak across the warm steam. Patterned lines steam face steam. Brown eyes with smeared mascara watch me. Black rivers meticulous gaze, what is she thinking? Oh, how this face will change today.

Silent 🍂

Broken Reoccurrence Time has passed all has changed. If things were the way they once were I'd be anticipating a break, a malfunction in the perfection of something complete. Brokenness ruins what once was. Scars my skin, dates my existence; as proof that I can heal. Permanent in every form of the word. Tattoos? Mine... Continue Reading →

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Luke Atkins

Film, Music, and Television Critic