midnight, lake’s cool edge. hands in wool coat pockets. you left the party
again. silvered waves reflected in scratched lenses. the cruel distant echo
of music...
1. your name crawls arrogantly over both itself
& half-finished stacks of half-assed art amassing
in the narrow hallways of your father’s home.
2. your p...
Grace Gilbert is currently studying creative writing at SUNY Geneseo in Western New York. Grace is a finalist in Sweet Lit Mag's 2018 poetry contest, and her poetry has most recently been featured in Anomaly Lit, Twyckenham Notes, Maudlin House, Gandy Dancer, Glass Mountain Magazine, and the Metonym Journal. She hopes to pursue an MFA in Poetry after undergrad.