My Brother at 3 A.M.
BY NATALIE DIAZ
He sat cross-legged, weeping on the steps
when Mom unlocked and opened the front door.
O God, he said. O God.
He … Read More
Rob Ostrom | OL02 | Fall 2021
BY NATALIE DIAZ
He sat cross-legged, weeping on the steps
when Mom unlocked and opened the front door.
O God, he said. O God.
He … Read More
The warm embrace cradled her body
to the steady tempo of the sunrise
Never a struggle,
not a single beat skipped
it seemed to come so natural to you
Clenching … Read More
As warmth beams through your eyes
Our bodies intertwine simultaneously, it feels like eternity
us two, me and you,
uninterrupted—
A garden filled with sunflowers that tickles your feet
Feels … Read More
You say you cannot handle my depression
But tell me how do you think I feel?
When you can leave whenever you please but
I am with me no matter … Read More
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