Visit Luna Negra for more!There is a ghost in my closet. It eats at me like moths consuming cotton, savoring every mouthful like sugar-coated candy, until I am a skeleton made of wirey coat hangers, bent...
Visit Luna Negra for more! He was a history bookwith the pages all torn out,buried with my grandmothera pulse, taken, ripped and recycledyesterday’s headlines weren’t worthremembering anyway. Grandfather Give...
The lights are dimmed, candles are lit and my family crowds around me, waiting for the cue to start singing. It’s the usual birthday scene — my little sisters giggle at the end of the table as I sit...
Visit Luna Negra for more! He sucked the air out of the roomwhen he told us how he lost his leg.Some of us shuddered and hid our eyes, others tried to keep from gigglingat the sight of our grimaced...
Ryan and Melissa found themselves inside of a crop circle in the middle of old man Yoder’s field. Their jaws hung open. Their hands trembled. Their legs froze and rooted themselves into the ground as...
Visit Luna Negra for more!I was at the library when your mother sent me the text, as if to lessen the blow that you were in the ER, cut open like a half-ripe pomegranate. I couldn’t hold your hand until...
Part OneSaturday had arrived. Ryan couldn’t have been more excited, but Melissa was aloof. They were just finishing cleaning up at Burger King. Ryan danced as he swept the floor; Melissa filtered the...
The sun set on the small town of Hartville, Ohio; a romantic spectacle for some, a normal sight for others. Cotton candy clouds populated the sky, and a remarkable glare made it almost impossible to drive...
Cold and formless I feltthe darkness hovering over the waterMy new body made of sparrows,Their feathers rejected, their song resonates,greasy fingers finding lips,I laugh with my mouth openbeating fists...
I got off at the Hampstead exit. I couldn’t believe how far I’d come in the past week and a half since arriving in London. Taking the Tube from Enfield to Hampstead required multiple changes of trains,...
He saw the creature in me;The bestiality of my brow,and he heard a growl betweenthe syllables ofmy name. You, the carnivore,I, the nomad;though green rootsunder the skin on my feetsay otherwise:stay. Stay,...
Editor's Note: Each week, KSUBuzz will feature a fiction or poetry piece.Once she swallowed a lake with her eyes. The lake water filtered out her blood and made it green. She let the pebbles grind down...
