Poetry Hazel Beuker – Jolly Ranchers Hazel is a sophomore at the University of New Hampshire and has been writing poetry as a hobby for nearly 10 years. They are an English Teaching major and have always been fascinated with writing and poetry. They take inspiration from authors such as Mary Oliver and Rachel Field,Continue reading “Contributors – Spring 2025”
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Jolly Ranchers – Hazel Beuker
They’re tossed to us where we float in the pool. My arms and legs are sore, but I am happy. They taste of brightness of radiation and glee. I like the blue ones the most, the way they stick to my teeth. Their flavor mixes with the chlorine and I get water in my eyes.Continue reading “Jolly Ranchers – Hazel Beuker”
Aubade Featuring a Worm – Madeline Chandler
The sky cannot decide shine? and neither can I. Rain Rest or rise? We settle on both. I wear sunglasses and a raincoat, and trod across soggy, squelching grass my hair slowly soaking with every raindrop racing past. A block away, my arms are around your waist, whispering sweet nothings, like rain on a tinContinue reading “Aubade Featuring a Worm – Madeline Chandler”
She is Unfulfilled – B.M. Hronich
The harp’s notes fluttering along the horizon Each kiss, each whisper, floating on the gentle breeze Auroras stretching past the symphony of stars A majestic muse unraveling with ease The marigolds, the lilies, the daisies dancing The beautiful reverie in which they seize Whispers of the life unseen Ideas and fantasies unraveling Fingertips skimming pastContinue reading “She is Unfulfilled – B.M. Hronich”
The Abbeys – Logan Edwards
I followed the vibrations to the chapel expecting to be scorned by pews of real people, the ones to whom god answers in a delicate dream. Hit by the emptiness and a need to laugh, listening to the organ sound in my body, a chord hit below my sternum and released a cold breath. IContinue reading “The Abbeys – Logan Edwards”
Pelagic – Danielle Slater
Do the benthic creatures ever look up? Would they mistake my buoyancy for flight? I float amongst a constellation of bioluminescence Perpetually bathed in hues of blue light To the bottom of the ocean, I am a bird To the birds, I am a negligible ant in the dirt. But I’m not foolish enough toContinue reading “Pelagic – Danielle Slater”
Scenes from a Goblin-town – Asher Frost
1. A trickster down Yeshien Way says I don’t know half’s what I say. Told him he lied He koinsidently died, from a rock to his noggin anyway… 2. Too many cooks in the kitchin too many wysards in the pot If they don’t stop they’re sisslin they’s be a meel cooked too hot 3.Continue reading “Scenes from a Goblin-town – Asher Frost”
Untitled Poem for Lambs – Olivia Macneil
Down River Road, the devil’s disciples testify his word over the FM as I pass an angel split open from tummy to neck; the poor man’s trophy. I once had a (southern) friend say this is the South of the North and she’s right; it makes itself known in stickers, flags, and how proper knowsContinue reading “Untitled Poem for Lambs – Olivia Macneil”
Dandelion by Sara Van Reymersdal
I’ve always been a weedflower shooting up from sidewalk cracks, siphoning water from the tulips, clawing out of the heavy mulch because the gardeners decided I wasn’t good enough. Time and time again—from poison, shears, or wood chips—they hissed, go away. You don’t belong. Yet I couldn’t abandon my life on their whim. Each timeContinue reading “Dandelion by Sara Van Reymersdal”
Survival of the Smallest by Ella J. Rossman
On my hike I pause for water by the remains of a tree. I observe from my sitting place deer bounding past And squirrels skittering through layers of leaves. I hear a mechanical roar down the mountain, Which I try to ignore. A far away crack, then a crash— Another ancient life lost. My handsContinue reading “Survival of the Smallest by Ella J. Rossman”
Athazagoraphobia by Julia Stetts
The earthworm flattens, and the neon Soles of a boy’s Sketchers light up: The only ceremony for the thing’s death. What’s left: a steam-rolled flesh tube, Streamers of guts trailing from behind: Cherry-red, piss-yellow, and livery-purple. Mid-July heat reduces the corpse To a mummified crisp cemented Onto grey concrete, hot as a griddle. A murderContinue reading “Athazagoraphobia by Julia Stetts”
Same Day by Julz Martin
I woke up in my bedAnd didn’t know the time.Nobody told me I was sleepingFor 16 hours. I was dreaming about shitThat makes me cryBut I couldn’t tell you what it wasCause I never remember. Every day, I walk the same wayAnd eat a sandwich that somebody elsemade.I made a path with all this shitI’mContinue reading “Same Day by Julz Martin”
Hail by Julia Stetts
Exhuming the Grave of King Richard III Oh, poor hunchbacked bastard! Beneath a parking lot, your remains Were excavated: the grave of a dastard Crouched in purgatorial chains Of sewage pipes and rooty veins. An arrowhead at the base of your skull Spelt a merciful death in battle— But oh! A sword in your ass?Continue reading “Hail by Julia Stetts”
Polaroid (a Sestina) by Elise Bach
I flipped the glossy paper, the sun’s glare Illuminating pictures of our forgotten half-truths. I don’t remember them; my mind pulls nothing As I try my best to recall them. Maybe they’re trash. My brain threw away the photos of you, But I remember they used to be sacred. To forgetful minds and blackened hearts,Continue reading “Polaroid (a Sestina) by Elise Bach”
Testing Limits by Julz Martin
It’s not likelaying in balls of yarn,but likelayingin crocheting hooks and scissors. Seeing everyone as they are,Big eyes,listening,Can take you away. Riding prideTo learn sin;It’s like a rush,Arush in a gust of wind. Why are you so tired of it?Its pulling hair,And bare feetOn wet pavement.
The Tributary 