Soph Raikes

May 2014

Megan Grace

i
a  m
positive
that   you
are  made  of
s  t a  r d  u  s  t
and  water  balloons,
oil  pastels  and  the
collection          of
settled     sugar
at             the
b o t  t o m
of      my
c u p s
o     f
t e a

May 2014

Holden Wolfe

I caught your spirit

The silence of your calm washed over me like a wave

half thoughts

reaching down your sleeves only to meet disappointment with a knife cutting us in places we fear the most

but in those moments
I see you see me

waiting to leave or reappear

Where is your mind where you are going?

you left your impression
in the trees
and faces of others (I know and have yet to know)

setting up
unavoidable loneliness,
(the way a landscape can only tell you
all the things you've been thinking)

you leave me
things when you're
l e a v i n g
but

even at the bottom of everything
I find you there
alone too

#beauty #landscape #esoteric

Soph Raikes May 2014

Tonight

Peace calls me,
                        so goodnight, fears
                                                        I once had.
                                                                           I will sleep easy tonight.

May 2014

nivek

Showered

not a ripple
a stir
all lays washed
and towelled
a world about to shake
droplets
out her hair

Soph Raikes May 2014

Parties

In a room, full of all the people
I never really liked.

Empty hearts,
crowded minds.

The voices are louder,
I can hear them eating.

I move outside, to the air,
a cigarette, all to myself.

But they're out here too,
pretending that they love each other.

If only they could hear,
see, themselves, as I can.

Maybe, they'd end drunken,
fumbles in the dark.

Take back those 'I'm not a
racist but..' sentences.

But they're too lost in crisps
piled like mountains.

And tales of other stupid people
doing more stupid things.

And their empty hearts,
compete,
with their crowded minds.