By Kayleigh Birch I. Restart, Woman I slept through May and woke up swollen and full of sun The flowers in the forest must have bloomed while I was asleep they have since grown into pink and purple orbs I was blue and red with hunger when I opened my eyes so I crawled up the fringes of […]
By Mahum Masroor He sauntered through the city, gaze lowered and shoulders hunched. around him, everyone walked a sense of confidence infiltrating the air. He was like a sheep in a pack of wolves, ready to be devoured by any one of us. then he lifted his gaze, and I was met with his piercing eyes. He stared me […]
By Athena Bucci Take me back To where things are opposite; To where things are thought of as Strange. But I don’t feel it; This place is not so Strange to me. I would rather live where The houses are all the same, And the train leads you back, And the River flows through, And […]
By Jennifer Tang Love yourself, love myself. She chants it like a mantra in her head. Eventually, the truth seems less like a lie. See, the problem with society is that depression, mental illness, self-harm and low self-esteem are romanticized. They lie. They lie to her, whispering and slithering among the dark recesses of her […]
By Gaetana D’Amico The darkness comes, silence settlesThe sun dips down, the moon soars highThe stars glow brightly in the dimming nightThey shine in perfect harmony and smile Mechanic hearts squeal to a stopThe darkness comes, silence settlesDoors fly on hinges, arms reach out in sheer delightLeave the day behind. Welcome to a warm and […]
By T Williams 1. The sea and stormAll ripple and roarUp wash the waveAnd flutter the foamSand go to silt 2. Much mud marchesOnto our oarsmanWeighing our wargearFurther from faintHope we held onto T stands for ‘Tremble’. T is a student of English, Philosophy, and Finnish in their 3rd year at the University of Toronto. […]
By Wilaa Bhayani On the flaming sand,Lay a cut body, a parched throatDesolate, between swords and spears He lay among lifeless bloody bodiesSuckling infants, sons, nephews, brothers alike The bloodthirsty pulled the daggerThru his jugular veinThe last breath, the last spill, the last cry The earth trembled in painThen the sky cried blood The poem […]
By Maria Kotob Let us not forget those who have cried before us, over the falling grains of sand. With voiceless goodbyes and not enough hellos. Tied in the back of our eyes is a memory we made ourselves. Maria’s roots lie in Syria and Lebanon, and yet she has managed to grow up all […]
By Rachel Hughes Wicket RedScarlet letterI see you,In our fort See the blank fourth fingerScantily unoccupied,By a round metal corpse. Jesus!On his high horse,Rules!Your vessel – a remorse. Rachel is a 3rd year student at the University of Toronto, majoring in History with minors in English and Writing and Rhetoric. Photo Credit: Daniel Apodaca on […]
By Jiaqi (Cindy) Fan Once I walked along a country path, Isaw a man dressed in a nightgown. He wasmurmuring a childish folk song. A sighgrasped his throat and brushed it into pieces. And here He comes. Roses sting with grief, andlilies paint the sky as ashy. Clusterof melancholy sheep roams on waste land, scared of […]
