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"New" is Almost Ironic

A Poem by Katherine Vice

They say all air is recycled, that the cycle of life keeps turning, and we never really die. We give and we receive to the point where even the ..

They Tried to End Us in the Spring

A Poem by Katherine Vice

They tried to end us in the spring.You'd been gone for so long,I tried not to hear bullets in the rain,or bones snapping when I picked marigoldsto fol..

I'm Sick of Half-Sized Coffins

A Poem by Katherine Vice

Every single day, over5,400 kids, ages 7-12,attempt to take their own life.It is the second leading cause of deathin ages 10-24. More teens and young ..

Snapshots of a Teenage Girl

A Poem by Katherine Vice

Here she is,sitting out Homecoming on the wall,sipping punch from a clear plastic cup.Here she is,declining the teacher's requestfor last night's home..

I Should've Invested in a Storm Shelter

A Poem by Katherine Vice

You said, "Treat me like a hurricane."So I looked at you from a rooftop in New Orleans,felt every wave crash right through.You knocked the breath out ..

We All Know How the Canaries Die First

A Poem by Katherine Vice

And if my body is a coal mine,with rust in my jaw and dust settled in my lungs,then my words are a canary.On the worst nights, I can feel it’s h..

Lifetime Definition

A Poem by Katherine Vice

Tell me about how your second toe is bigger than your first.Tell me about how you dancewhen no one is watching to keep the madnessfrom crawling up you..