elementia issue 9
QuoteworthyBy Eric Gunnarson
Let us lift that burden off our shoulders
And stand straight and tall.
We are and always will be
QuoteworthyBy Catherine Strayhall
Aren’t all heroes simply the sort of people we live with everyday?
QuoteworthyBy Catherine Strayhall
Before she even rested, it’s time to face the world again.
Some days she wonders: How many others fabricate their grins?
She takes a deep breath of air, and heads out to see what awaits.
After all, curiosity is always one of a hero’s best traits.
Story of the StoneBy Blaire Ginsburg
Just hairline cracks,
Fine lines on a
Creeping across a
A sound, but
Marking - scarring
- All the same.
See here, where
The Parasite Lives and GrowsBy Rachel Franklin
Once upon a time Goliath fell.
They built buildings on his body
and David walked away without looking back
didn’t know his victory
until he moved
opened the door
to have his pebble drop at his feet
looked up and his apartment was
Ode to the OddballBy Eric Gunnarson
There’s a simple liberating joy
In being different,
Having that little bit of self outside of normality,
People will either embrace it,
Or reject it.
Some will revel and thrive in their unlikeness,
Silhouettes in a CrowdBy Catherine Strayhall
As I walk through these crowds day after day,
I see people’s silhouettes;
The stuff they’re made of deep inside,
The good or bad they try to hide,
And their joy or sorrow with every breath.
Wicked DiscretionBy Hannah Jenkins
It’s not about what you told me,
but what I chose to believe.
Nothing feels worse than living
an imaginary dream.
And they occur so often and freely
whenever Satan creeps in.
By the time I breathe, and count to ten
it’s over and I have to start again.
Relics of the PastBy Michelle Chan
The peace the nations had promised
Some days that were gold
Now all fade into stardust
Disappearing with the old
Yet the Earth shock beneath them
Then the final warning rung
They whom nature condemned
Lost their wings because of the sun
Song of Ice and FireBy Lauren McGrath
Stare into these eyes of flame
Warm embrace of blazing love
Wild animal you cannot tame
Feral beauty of gentle dove
Gaze into these eyes of fire
Scorching heat of kindled lust
Burning secret of past desire
The Difference Between Simile and SelfBy Rachel Franklin
I have problems
and I’ll swap mine with you like trading cards.
Long lovely disorders go over the lips like chocolate
but honey, we’ve been writing about these pits of darkness
long before shrinks slapped name tags on them.
Hero of My LifeBy Katherine Chin
Uncle Felix grew up in a small town called Shinzhu, located on the north side of Taiwan. His family was not able to afford extra clothing or toys or even to pay for his education. Uncle Felix learned to take what life gave him, and to always look on the bright side of things.
SisterBy JDC Resident
Used and abused
Still standing strong
You are the one I lean on
Who knows how to turn it around
With me through thick and thin
No matter what, where, or when
The pain of being without you
Day by day, I’m deteriorating
There for MeBy JDC Resident
There for me, my dad
“No matter what,” he promised
By my side
Refusing to ever give up on me - no matter what I did
If everyone else gave up
My Dad would stand by me
Telling me he believes in me
Knows I am strong
To think positively
Unseen HeroBy JDC Resident
Fighting BlindBy Leah Payne
But no one hears.
Looming, perpetual nears...
The footsteps echo
In my ears
A dark silhouette
And merciless eyes
The fear in my stomach
Starts to rise.
Somewhere in BetweenBy Briana Hooper
Somehow you have found, where I was in the ground. I am there, I am also here. You have something new to fear. I’m not alive, but not quite dead . Though this is not what you have read. While light can be quite fun, I must avoid the world with sun. To walk the night is not quite what you think.
Darkness InsideBy Lauren McGrath
This darkness inside my heart
Residing in my pitiless mind
A fuel to a fire of ever-burning odium
That cutting sarcasm of such cruelty
The cold cynical aura that never abates
What is it that filled me with such hate?
Who We AreBy Blaire Ginsburg
Who dares to enter such a realm?
Escaping with the waking flutter,
Living on bated breath
And translucent promises of
A world all your own;
A world anew.
An Everyday Misfit's DreamBy Catherine Strayhall
When you dream of becoming a writer,
You get stories embedded in your soul
Ideas of near and far-off lands,
And journeys down rabbit holes.
once upon a time...By Breanna Snare
The gem did spawn of evil’s fire
The gem shall be his portal
He comes to claim; our time is dire
The end of all things mortal
His reign of evil, he did conspire
The gem shall be his portal.