imperceptive

by Kailee Hanks

As we laid on the patterned carpet in that disastrous night that we had lived in, I thought about if we had finally reached our limits of regrets and impossibilities that we thought we never had.

Everything we did that night will lay deep in my heart, when you out my throat I got knots in my chest.

I was winded like the cold breeze from the fan I balanced my face upon in fear of heat stroke.

hoping that if I were to die tonight it wouldn’t be from the hatred that rested in your soul for me.

As I had licked my lips from dehydration for the last time I was dreaming of being drowned in a pool of your purity.

when you shot me with your arrow of sorrow I had seen you as the angel I had always thought of you as.

Nothing in this world would have ever made me see your true colors, it was as if I was a blind dog, walking into the road, still being able to hear the screeching from automobiles that were trying to prevent themselves from killing me.

Like that would have ever made a difference.

I had continued to love and cherish you and was astonished by your skills that you had used to make me a prisoner of this thing you called love.

On that disastrous night you took my life and indulged my severed soul.

You continued to repeat this process with other men and you would cackle amongst their suffering as if you enjoyed it.

In the end I still loved you.

Endearment

by Kailee Hanks

The day before i let us go was the day i realized my

worth and importance.

Our love for each other should have been outlawed.

The way we caressed each other was as toxic as the pollution is to our air.

Your eyes had gazed at me with hate which was something i never realized.

I thought you were observing my beauty and fulfilling your mind with thoughts of how i had treated you like you were gold on my fingertips.

The core of your heart was poisonous as the forbidden apple God warned Adam and Eve about.

You were dangerous to my mind.

The thought of us parting had me horrified because I was afraid of being alone.

When loneliness was all I really needed.

Your touch was as cold as the ocean but not as beautiful as the sea.

Your words were a tough pill that I had to swallow without water.

Drowning in accusations and confusion made me want to give up.

Not understanding who I actually am was the worst thing in this world.

You changed me and I allowed you to.

But now is the time that I stand for myself

Now is the time where negativity hits my umbrella instead of my face.

Yesterday was the day I learned to love myself.

Today is the day I live my life.

Thank you.

Young Bitter Love

by Katherine Deneau

A state of a denial-
Where the nighttime comes, my mind drifts into utter disbelief
I kiss the sunlight at dawn and dusk for the gift of a sunlight tied to my memories of you.
Inconsistencies picked up and stuck to wings; you’ve created a masterpiece out of only the idea of beauty.
A lifted veil of stormy nights turns white whilst the bells ring of grace.
Unlike an icarus, indeed you shall soar through triumph. For instead of plummeting to water cold as ice … I shall catch you
Now sought by a glass of magnification, I shall stare with one enamored eye at your flight.
Walking an empty vessel upon cracked streets; mindlessly staring at my feet. It wasn’t until I felt your presence I looked up only to feel a heartbeat
What was once faint like death, now beat like a hummingbird
Your scent lingers on cotton against my now warmed skin, and fills my lungs with air sweet as peaches.
Alas the night time falls , and I am left without vision

Contrary to the plight of young love, we must maintain the admiration for it.

So- instead I shall dream of you, and when the sunlight comes again.