Patric Wallis, Copy and Design Editor
• November 3, 2025
As a kid, I used to admire the tattoos of the adults around me. The flowers on that woman’s arm, a skull on some guy’s shoulder blade, books and constellations, friendship promises and memoriams. I...
I want someone to love me the way I love—
Not in a way you’d expect,
But with meanish jokes and soft touches,
And whole-hearted respect.
I want someone fun and loving,
Saving most of...
They say, “America used to be better,” but better for whom? The first time I heard that phrase, I didn’t even realize I was stuck in a world where culture was downplayed for the fear of not being...
If someone asked me my favorite flower,
I’d say white lilies—
petals soft as promises,
their scent lingering like a memory.
I wish I could place them on every windowsill,
where sunlight could...
I dyed my hair black the summer before I turned 17.
Permanently.
My hair has bore the color of the feelings within me that I didn’t express.
Red.
Blonde.
Pink.
Now my hair is black....
Are you alone? Are you accompanied? I remember your sweater and the way it smelt. It stung my eyes. Do you still know me?
It’s New Year's Day, I‘m eleven years old, watching a movie with my sister's...
I've got a home for a heart
Everything inside is burnt
Paintings on the wall are hurt
My fire has been put out
When you visit please don't make a sound
Don't let anyone know that your hear
I...
First one. First you raised me, when he never did. When all he ever did was hate hate hate. My fathers father. First one, you loved me. You cared for me, and treated me as if I was your first. I wasn’t....
I taught myself trivial things.
Like playing the piano.
I taught myself how to speak Spanish. I learned how to tangle myself in a person, and how to untangle myself from them, leaving no wreckage or...
Back in the good old days. I loved playing outside. I would play and play until the sunset. One day my brother grew older and taller; he no longer could fit in one of those little motorized jeeps. But...
February 25, 2025
Dear Aneesa,
From the first time I met you, all I could think was how cool you were. How you had this quiet confidence, and how I just wanted to be your friend.
I remember...