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Jul 17, 20211 min read
A is for Apple - Lor Eftychiou
A is for Apple crispy green feels good to cut easy to reach for during those little moments i’m worth feeding. N is for nourish me...
Jul 16, 20211 min read
Love Inconsistency - Sarah Bellum Mental
My mother said I love you at thirty years old. Inconsistency is a way of saying words that matter that never mattered to them, but it...
Jul 15, 20211 min read
FOR ROSE CLARE - Andrea Hunter
Today I stole pearls from the body of a dead girl. I can’t be bothered to apologize, so don’t ask why we stare into each other’s eyes....
Jul 14, 20211 min read
Modern Slavery (Senryu series) - Bree Leto
Steal another life To make a rich man richer Work them to the bone Break a soul in two To increase the bank balance Of a soulless man Pay...
Jul 13, 20211 min read
greens - SJ Valiquett
he left things at my door a milk crate a little too small for its desired purpose a stack of records rare and precious pressings by an...
Jul 11, 20211 min read
Garden - Emily Rosier
Digging shallow graves for memory, deeper, slightly, for my love, which must be buried, but my pain will not remain below, it sprouts and...
Jul 9, 20211 min read
Une Autre Danse Traumatisante - Camille Wilk
Dancing in the dark, this sweet catharsis engulfs my heart and folds into my mind as a whirlwind of post-traumatic stress. Shame shrouds...
Jul 8, 20211 min read
A lost love - Alexandra Beitia
You’re a flicker In my mind. A spark that Never extinguishes. A hopeless hope, An ignorant wish, A yearning desperation That I want to...
Jul 6, 20211 min read
Hazed Value - Dana Rubanowitz
Hazed were the memories of my childhood But a long time ago We embodied storytellers in cahoots Fenced in by blazing hot metallic slides,...
Jul 5, 20211 min read
Nida - Giverny Withers
A patient serenade, A timeless toll this cyclical sign speaks of failure. What fate lies for this committer of premature infanticide?...
Jul 3, 20211 min read
There Will Be Time - Layla Lenhardt
You adopt my mess like it is your own veiled child. And at Yule, I’ll throw your name into the fire. The crackle of the flames...
Jul 2, 20211 min read
The Fighter - Sharon Dockweiler
I box depression every day, trapped in the ring, waiting for the bell to end the round. It seldom rings. I know the slippery, salty tang...
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