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Untitled
by Jada Parks

There is someone watching me
They are standing over me while I sleep
Bulging eyes pressed against my eyelids
Eyelashes mingling with my own
I try to catch the voyeur in the act
But I’m alone in darkness every time I open my eyes.

There is definitely someone watching me.
There is no other way to describe
The eyeballs rolling through my scalp
The burning of eyes into the side of my head,
Melting the flesh, skin, and bone,
And seeing right into my brain
Don’t think about it.
They’ll see.

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We’re pleased to announce the Spring 2023 issue of student work. Please check out the links below. Enjoy!

Chronicles of a Serial Job Hopper:
Time Theft, Underdressed Vampires, Salmon Ceviche, & Other BS

by Kasey Gonzalez

Haunted
by Gabriel Shudak

Reality
by Brandi Cotner

Untitled
by Jada Parks

Womanhood
by Katelyn Smith