inspired by James Baldwin and Langston Hughes

Shuffling of feet and the slight hint of mold, growing weary on the flip side of ceiling tiles, fills the halls between classes. The...

If you walked the streets of downtown now, you might turn your nose. The hollow bones of decrepit, brick buildings are crumbling –...

“highly intellectual and also highly confused” – James E. Foy, Dean of Students “Confusion can be unraveled. Care can be unwound. All...

I’d expected to see the luster and sparkling desire of the ancient paraded about, dripping from every angle inside limestone walls – the...

The road to our past softens as the rear-view mirror frosts over and fogs what’s left of you. Your face, ambiguous against the grain of...

We’d flipped several times before ending upside down, molded to a tree. They pried me loose with hardly a scratch – you suffered far...

Across the plains, only about an hour and a half away, stands a city of immaculate history. Undoubtedly of legendary status, the city...

The thoughts that spill over the edge, those never meant to see the light, are refracted beyond comprehension. Bent and reflected upon...

Cobwebs of modernity clung to dutiful machines. Yet ailing, the steady hills of heart brings relief to the distraught. Sleepy static...

after Carlton Nell’s, “After 283” complemented by The Weeknd’s, “The Birds pt. 2” The fabric of their relationship spread across the...

Step upon my altar, bare your soul as you beg for your last breath. Long ago, I lost the desire to extol in this languishing practice of...

inspired by Langston Hughes How delectable this nook sat, away from the light, thriving at night. Neon strobes with no worry of Job,...

Destruction, human calamity, burned our world to the ground faster than our tears could extinguish it. Careless wisps traveled silently...

My stomach touched my throat as we levitated, head over wheels. Unrestricted by polyester’s embrace, we float absent of gravity’s heel....

Published in The Auburn Circle This mirror-plated prison echoes loudly – My insecurities and inhibitions scream blood-curdling...