chuck young

ross from friends emoji set by chuck young

two smiling mouths / pressed against each / other gospeling secrets / down ticklish throats. / personal history roleplay / the intimacy of nostalgia / i like to think of [...]

February 17, 2017

I am Chronos, The Bringer of Time by Adam Lock

October 23, 2017

Wait. Don’t do that yet. Let me talk to you. My name is Chronos, The Bringer Of Time. Some title huh? But don’t let it [...]
On Donald Trump Tweeting that Meryl Streep is One of the Most Overrated Actresses by Amy Saul-Zerby

February 1, 2017

This year we learned the difference between shock & surprise & maybe too late, but who would have thought, if given [...]
Aspen Matis by Ted Guevara

August 7, 2017

Throw that cane away; let it bounce and belittle itself among the down rocks. And please don’t look back to cradle it like [...]
and when i by Alison Leigh Znamierowski

May 29, 2016

when you left in summer i watched moonlight fall squarely onto your pillow where your full-moon shoulder once waxed and [...]
POKÉMON MOON and other poems by Graham W. Henderson

February 8, 2017

POKÉMON MOON the defiant day moon overpowered by the sun who lights it anyway the deferent day moon tries to touch its host [...]
Two Poems by Michelle Watters

August 1, 2015

moon goddess moonlights as a suburban housewife she could be drawing down the moon but instead she loads the dishwasher [...]
Drinking your Lye by Nicholas Olsen

July 16, 2017

I see pieces of you everywhere I go, smell hints of your perfume in drafts of wind as I walk down this old block trying to [...]
A Thing From Spain by Ashlie Allen

July 27, 2017

They know I am not fluent in English, but still approach me. “Why are your eyes so black? Why do you look like you’ve [...]
Carnival Surprise by Tasha Coryell

August 1, 2015

People often mistook him for a Walmart greeter because of the smiley face pin he wore on his chest each day. He had never [...]
Rock Pools by F.C Malby

January 18, 2017

‘Look, a starfish, bright orange. Look at it.’ Sophie points to the ripples in the rock pool, her pigtails drop down [...]
#100 and other poems by Elizabeth Schmuhl

February 25, 2017

I have a certain fantasy: the earth that holds me swallows me deliberately. No one digs me a grave. What a luxury to slip [...]
In Which All of My White Ex-Boyfriends Simultaneously Run For President by Khaya Osbourne

May 29, 2017

the careless whisper, soft pair of lips, hushed ‘i love you’ that you threw into the night comes back to your [...]