Letters

Soliloquies slip through solemn silences Quieting the verbal violence Victimizing vexes voluntarily voiding Avoiding arsenals assaulting ambidextrous annoying From both sides bearing barbaric bonds Casually creating concrete cons Cultivating chaotic collected perfected protested purple poems Popping purposely from foreign farms Falling feign further from futuristic forms Whaling words whirl wormingly…

We need you

Optimism seems so open We look forward to the act of hoping Which completely contradicts and beautifully depicts knowing that the end is so immenent We churn it out timidly and vividly portray our pain and keep the reader feeling it Spilling it Feeling it Healing from it Thank you…