The Rose Thorns
i peer through the plexiglassthey’re laughingcommunicating, agreeing,no questions they don’t let me ini’m stuck here—-no companionsmy existence is rose thorns, weedscobwebs and stingerstheirs is pristine, […]
i peer through the plexiglassthey’re laughingcommunicating, agreeing,no questions they don’t let me ini’m stuck here—-no companionsmy existence is rose thorns, weedscobwebs and stingerstheirs is pristine, […]
The winners of the Voorheesville Short Story Contest have been announced! Judges Rone Shavers, Kenyatta JP Garcia, and Laurin Jefferson, all either professional writers or […]
10 p.m. on an almost autumn eveningWe lie bellies up on the creaking Trampoline, staring through tree branches Towards the stars and the moonOur hair smells […]
If I were to have a child right now, in this point of my life, it would be hectic. I would have to either rely […]
I know you don’t like your brown eyes But you have no idea how beautiful they really are. The earth is brown like your eyes. And the Earth […]
Support the Blackbird Review! This December, we are offering up three ways for you to get a look at the work of Voorheesville’s creative writers […]
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