By Pavan Dayal
Its blackness fills your throat; you cannot speak.
Your lips start burning as if caught on fire.
You taste this poison when you’re feeling weak.
The pain you feel is what you most desire.
It’s darker than the drapes of Death himself;
The night without a moon cannot compare.
It’s hotter than the depths of Hell itself,
And all who take it say it’s more bitter.
With morning's sun and by the lighted moon,
Too many men indulge this medicine,
And when time comes, drop like a lead balloon;
But first they swoon, and thrive in happy sin.
It brings me life and plenty energy
When I sit down and sip some sound coffee.
Lit. Mag. Staff
Table of Contents
~"Sonnet" by Pavan Dayal (Poetry)
~"The Five Performers" by Javier Flores (Poetry)
~"Don't Forget to Remember" by Jillian Wolstromer (Fiction)
~"Waterfall" by Tianna Perry (Poetry)
~"Bipliophile" by Ye Yee Mary Song (Artwork)
~"In the Dark?" by Maya Tisdale (Poetry)
~"Outcast" by Michaela Gathings (Poetry)
~"I am Woman" by Oluwajoba Ogun (Poetry)
~"Enigma" by Serena Wooten (Fiction)
~"Robbery on the Dusty Road" by Emily Guettler (Fiction)
~"Seasons and Relationships" by Kaylee Kalaf (Poetry)
~"Lullaby" by Caitlyn Doan (Poetry)
~"The Crown" by Olivia King (Fiction)
~"Skull" by Ye Yee Mary Song (Artwork)
~"Dying Ugly" by Maya Tisdale (Poetry)
~"The Haunts of Brynmor House" by Emily Guettler (Fiction)
~"Swamp Town" by Samuel Asabor (Fiction)