0 (0) Soft beats, soothing melodies, emotions at their finest.It’s not just an array of sounds; it’s a story being lived, Feelings released, passion shared with the world.It’s the melody your mother sang to lull you to sleep, Passed down for generations across time,And the heavy metal blaring From the window of a passing Camero. Music is an escape from reality, Allowing us to forget anxieties caused by society. The rhythm of beating drums, strumming strings, and tapping keys Calms our bodies and soothes our minds.Through music, we express ...

0 (0) I’m following an interrupted flight pathof thick, black, wiry lineswhich crisscross inside my mind,like aerial railroad tracksthat travel for miles and miles —endlessly from post to post,and pylon to pylon. Tirelessly on and on, I keep flyingtoward the last tower of poweruntil there, on the unreachable horizon,I see that shimmering golden light. Editor: ...

5 (1) We’re ass-deep in bathroom confusion: Gender has this issue twisted all wrong. Some folks are worrying about trans women, But I’ve been thinking of trans men all along.  They’re the ones watching for landmines As they enter the predator’s den; People who think of “grape” as they shit Seem to flock to the sign that reads “men.”  I’ll invite trans folks on ...

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4.5 (2) Not a moment goes by that I don’t miss you.  Your smile and laugh became my source of joy.  The icy, skeletal fingers of death robbed me of that comfort.  Not a moment goes by that I don’t think about you.  It seems like yesterday, we sat on the sofa,  eating ice cream, gossipping about boys,  and longing for brighter days, a better life beyond the desert,  We envisioned a ...