Of tears, exclusion, pain among the darkness sometimes comes the ray from lives of tumult the turning of pages pen to paper to survive memory with this, books are made
I. The escalator pulls me above ground, a maudlin monotony of movement that cycles tens hundreds thousands of times a day. I wait for the moment the ridges of the moving stairwell will halt the tips of my boots so I can fall on my face. What would it be like to have strangers walk […] … More “Escalate” by Caroline Sipio — THE CITY KEY
For Chad Ostrowski So many nights I walk suburban streets alone. Porch lights send their luminosity through trees, allowing me to write between the lines of my journal. I can write anything about the sun setting over Central Pennsylvania, describe the burnt orange hair of a girl I once knew or wanted to know, write […] … More “Beyond Power Lines” by Kyle Carrozza — THE CITY KEY
Yes, death does come for all for every summer, there must be a fall but we always leave a part of us in the world and the part of the world which was loved always stays in the immortal heart.
She welcomed the end of summer’s oppression, the pressure under, over, everywhere having cooked her from within. In summer, the sun weighed down, disheartening from dreams, while the wandering, distracted mind meandered, wished to be someplace else, wished to be free, somewhere else where she was listened to, was esteemed, someplace else where she never … More “Saved from Summer” by Ayesha F. Hamid
Searching in cities, walking aimlessly, looking for the past, she breathed in remembering what she used to be, believing, supportive, sweet. Scanning faces futilely, she braced herself for the realization that they really weren’t the same faces though they appeared to be. The ghosts haunting her wouldn’t easily be excised, the torture of what could … More “Girls on Trains” by Ayesha F. Hamid
When you think it can’t, that it won’t come with nothing in sight, just night in front of you, it do, it do come through, the smallest strand of light in darkness just barely enough to see you through.