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our type of girl

A Poem by Lizzie Madloch

We are the embodiment of sand-in-hair liberation. We’re muscles knowing that nothing worth having comes easy.We’re made up of memories of ..

anxiety

A Poem by Lizzie Madloch

Maybe we all need to be a little crazyinventing creaks in the nightpainting our to-do lists with lipstick on mirrors.Perhaps a person is more than nea..

a poem to the current boyfriend

A Poem by Lizzie Madloch

The sun sets on your facewrapped around my torso like a seatbelt against dreams,security from all the torn up cuticle bathroom stall love poemsI wrote..

For Evva B.

A Poem by Lizzie Madloch

This is a poem dedicated to my best friend in elementary school who died this past April

What Happened At Laura's

A Story by Lizzie Madloch

For weeks the house at 4 Oak Drive had been the recipient of strange occurrences that its three occupants were too ..

chemistry major

A Poem by Lizzie Madloch

There are circles under her coffee cup When she picks it up between equations. There are circles under her eyes, too.There’s a tattoo of the fir..

Dumped and Ready to Write Spoken Word

A Poem by Lizzie Madloch

I was downsized from your heart today. Cut out from the company of your lips, denied further access to ..