Divya is a bookworm who loves to write and sing. She believes good things happens to those who do good!
Womanhood
By Simrit Dhillon Shining strong and bright this twinkle in my eye look closely and you’ll see it can light up the sky. Magic beats in my breath watch it pound and grow the thorns that sprout my throat will never make it slow. There is power in my pulse thunder booming in my heart propelling footsteps forward each end – a new start. Simrit is a fourth-year Continue Reading
I Wonder if Nineteen is Too Young To Be Bitter
By Tofunmi Akinlalu I wonder if nineteen is too young to be bitter,Because with every Karen video on Twitter,With every ignorant comment justified by “Scripture”,With every chant of ‘All Lives Matter,’My heart grows a little harder.My skin struggles to grow thicker,But my temper has no trouble growing quicker. I wanted Continue Reading
Voices 2021 Out!
We’ve updated our annual anthologies to include Voices 2021! If you haven’t already, you can check out the collection of the submissions here or click the image below. We hope you enjoy this year’s anthology and that it can bring you some serotonin in these pandemic times! If you missed Continue Reading
The Insider
This is my quest to a full and quality life, it is a segment of constructive thoughts that have come into fruition after reading The Outsider by Albert Camus and observing beings around me. This piece is a reminder to always be still and maybe stop looking for the next best thing. Each of us Continue Reading
Christine
Children of Shame
We are birthed of selflessness and sacrifice,Connected by more than just our dinner tables.We are light keepers,Waiting for the perfect storm,To rewrite the narrative.
Lebanese ibriq (water jug)
ceramic stoneware, 2020 Artist Statement: This piece is a homage to the unique shape of the ibriq, featuring an unconventional use of a multitude of glaze pigments that create a dynamic constellation of colours. The ibriq is a traditional Lebanese water jug shape consisting of a bulbous base, small spout, and Continue Reading
The Haunting
He’s a shell of a man,Haunting the halls of childhood memories.He parallels fragments of who I used to know,And embodies who I hope never to become.A reflection of someone…I’m not sure I ever knew.
