DAY 1: I woke up today with fog clouding my brain, which took a couple of minutes to lift. I can’t believe I’m her property now, her prisoner. If only I could escape…

She is trying her best to make me feel comfortable. At least, as comfortable as one can be, given the circumstances. For example, she fed me traditional food from my home country. When I smelled it, if I closed my eyes, I could be tr...

“I love you!” I will scream,

as I cut off your feet,

for I could not bear to watch you leave me.

“I love you!” I will scream,

as I sew your mouth shut,

for could not bear to hear you say the same to another.

“I love you!” I will scream,

as I chop off your hair,

for I could not bear to see another play with it the same way I do.

“I love you!” I will scream,

as I remove your heart,

for it is mine...

a quiet night,

warm and windows open.

a blanket-dark sky,

alarmingly empty.

no stars, no breeze, no sound,

the stillness of the night in solidarity.

the grass is soft and dented,

where Someone should be.

Someone who talks too much,

Someone who giggles too loud.

this quiet night is suddenly overwhelmingly filled.

filled with dead air, filled with humidity, filled with tension and everything,

y...

Dear Margaret,

I am writing this to you in hopes you will find solace in explanation. It is with great sorrow that I state last evening I came upon a revelation. I must leave you, for good.** Our relationship must end, along with any residing feelings we hold for each other. It is what is best for you. Tomorrow, I am taking the train to Germany and will not be returning. Do not come looking for m...

This elegy is for my hope,

Whose loss fills me with sorrow.

And though I have begun to cope,

I look in others to borrow.

Hope was like a drug, you see

Whose venom filled my veins.

My dosage gave me ecstasy,

Withdrawal gives me pain.

Without it, I am incomplete,

A soul who’s lost its eyes.

Bound to break eventually,

A famed pyschic who lies....

She stared at the post-it positioned hastily on her fridge. The handwriting was exactly as she’d imagined it would be. She re-read it over and over again, refusing to believe it was true, but the more she looked over it, the more validated it seemed. The note read:

“Dear Millie, I’m off to see the world. -All the Best, Malec”

People had warned her about this happening, but she’d always thought t...

Her eyes lit up as we sent them on their way,

Little paper boats on a river in May,

I sat by her side near the water that day,

I still know my lap as where her head lay

This moment is one that I wish I could keep,

The last few remnants of a sweet spring breeze,

The way I could walk and skip with such ease

And the very faint scent of young lemon trees

Now I sit by myself once May’s already came,

...

“Hey,” Nova said, reaching an awkward hand out for Scarlett to shake. “I’m Nova. Artino.”

Scarlett blushed and took Nova’s hand.

“I’m Scarlett Dragna.” Scarlett eyed Nova’s weapon belt. After a short silence, she added: “I like your belt. It looks cool.”

“Thanks, Nova replied. “It’s pretty useful, too.”

“What do you use it for?” Scarlett asked.

“Scaling buildings, breaking into facilities…the wor...