by Lunchbox Editor | Apr 19, 2023 | Poetry
Her eyes were closed, she fell asleep beside me Our friends are all at home they left in such a rush And I wish they knew why I only come out to party I let her rest, it’s late enough already Recalling dreams is violence to their memory But drifting feels...
by Lunchbox Editor | Apr 19, 2023 | Poetry
He stands upon the land, by which the water meets Roiling, richoting, riotous, And his house, it looms behind. Too bland, I think, to ever belong, In the hands of such a man. I blink, it stays, Encapsulated by the mist, now curling past his lips, Sharp fingers scrape...
by Lunchbox Editor | Apr 19, 2023 | Poetry
(Content Warning: guns, school shooting) They should have noticed it when I was young. Who’ll be there (my mother didn’t believe me) to note my absence if I’m gone? Who’ll keep me after class to ask what’s wrong (100 rounds in 2 ½ minutes in rooms 111...
by Lunchbox Editor | Apr 19, 2023 | Poetry
this is how she came to us: a heartbroken girl dove into the depths and placed a pearl on her tongue. she sealed it behind her lips, a promise from the sea. inside her bowels, the pearl boiled and wept tears of acid. that night, clothed in...
by Lunchbox Editor | Apr 19, 2023 | Poetry
nothing will ever change so I can’t keep believing that it will get better with time and my wounds will heal because I’ve seen firsthand, it’s not true. the world is a terrible place and it’s foolish to believe otherwise. I have to tell myself nothing...
