five more minutes.
the only light in this room is your small candle which has been burning brightly for hours even after we fall asleep but i am constantly...
Alisha Mesa (Kutztown ‘22)
Alisha Mesa (Kutztown ‘22)
Writer, Poet, Musician, and Gamer. Sun and Moon Taurus, Rising Scorpio.
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the world's weight.
there are days where the weight of the world stomps its feet on my shoulders, and pretends as if it doesn’t weigh a thing. on these days, I...
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the void.
what will happen when there is nothing left to fill the void inside of you? there is no love, there is no light, and there is no happiness...
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dying to be loved.
your roots are growing deeper with every morning sun but at least you’re growing and flourishing you have come so far you no longer care...
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a million fleeing fireflies.
how does one become a mother a mother who brings about an aura so dark you can lose yourself in the deepest corners of its tunnel if you’re...
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raised by the internet.
the blue light glows in innocent eyes. its blinding but so warm, when there's no other warmth for this broken child except the heating of...
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as the leaves turn.
summer was simply saddening, i spent eighty percent of it craving for it to come to an end, and twenty percent managed to embrace the...
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diamonds & internalized biphobia.
do you have a crush or is she just pretty? are you in love or is the warmth in her hands just keeping yours from freezing over? does her...
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college parties are not for me.
note: this is a pre-covid experience! rose gold sneakers and a tight miniskirt rush ahead of me, she mindlessly forgets the bitter frost...
