Ad Nauseam

Ad Nauseam

By Rahaf Al-Mawed | Contributing Writer The pond dried itself for you Your thirst grew greedy The space became of vacancy And what once reflected blue under the moonlight Now bears green mold You still sought my sweet flesh afterwards I ponder if your fangs had turned...
The Roads Not Taken

The Roads Not Taken

By Daniella Razzouk | Staff Writer We often hear of the road not taken, but rarely of the roads we know.  We often hear of the great adventures in lands unknown, but rarely of long walks under trees that watched us grow.  We often hear of faraway terrains beyond our...
Forgive Me, Lover, for I Have Sinned

Forgive Me, Lover, for I Have Sinned

By Elena Hijazi | Junior Editor Forgive me, lover, for I have sinned. And melted on your tongue of swords like honey. I turned your dust into molten skin, And you turned my starry nights sunny. You painted my rotten portraits gold Like Midas, with your hands. You...
Secrecy Upon Our Grave

Secrecy Upon Our Grave

By Bareaa Joudi | Staff Writer [The dead remain dead, But who remained suffers in purgatory] “Die,” says the dictator And the remainders of a lost country get swallowed by greed Undying remains its legacy Red its flag, tainted its future soldiers died for solitude  No...
Glass Prism

Glass Prism

By Anonymous | Contributor You are a glass prism – I look through you & the world fractures into its many components; & the world looks more beautiful. Moreso; you are the Book of Truth & Longing through which vague thoughts are clear, & this...

Whispers of Broken Dreams

By Aya Khalaf | Staff Writer The alarm goes off at 6 AM,Here goes another day.Get up,Get dressed,Sit down,Start writing.“Focus!” my mentor shouts,As she startles me,Drawing me away from my usual daydreamsOf what the mere word of ‘dream’ stands for.They say you must...