by Lunchbox Editor | Apr 16, 2025
Every night the bicycle. Hands on the handlebars. Sweating and staring and silent and whirring. I’m sorry. I made a promise to myself. We don’t look at each other or the debate Or pay attention when It lowers to...
by Lunchbox Editor | Apr 16, 2025
Letting you go might have been hard in the moment, But it quickly became one of the best things I’ve ever done. I finally saw clearly through my cracked self lens To finally see what I was truly worth And what I deserve The broken girl staring back at me had...
by Lunchbox Editor | Apr 16, 2025
As I gouge into my sockets, Elation filled my body. Bitten to nubs, my fingernails cant rip through the toughness of my epidermis. My fingers dig in and my knuckles turn white as I peel myself away, uncovering my heart. Beating and sputtering out from my ribcage, ...
by Lunchbox Editor | Apr 16, 2025
There is a place for the scared angels who picked up no arms. He conceived them damned in eternal, diseased cycle, forever fiending for a flag of freedom. And of course it is eternal and these seraphs know each other very well. Sometimes I think of how sad it is that...
by Lunchbox Editor | Dec 5, 2024
Hearts dwell, cellophane walls; Blocking out the bees who sting, And the lark who calls. The boiling heat trapped—confide, Has nowhere to go Nowhere to hide. Lose the flood Of the pain and blood, Stuck in the past, Lack of love. Tangled in soil Made arrest from the...
