Indiana

This came out of a free-write in the backseat of a car. Something like that. “A Simile Like You” Adriana E. Ramírez We drive along the highway in Indiana snow on the ground—sunglassed and pure like a Tuesday. And inside my head there’s a swelling; inside my ...Read More

A poem written for an old love

Right, so I used to be in a really good liberal arts school, developed a hard drug habit and was asked to leave. I returned home insecure and anxious about life and joined another college and things are slowly but ...Read More

Never Odd or Even