HeartLines

ISSUE 4

Say You Still Need Me

By Ayasha Cantey

Sometimes I feel like you don’t tell me you f*** with me enough 
‘Cause the whole time, you were giving away what should have been my love 
– H.E.R. 
I was born to a woman who was more concerned about a man than her kids. At the age of 14, I was pawned off to a different set of parents to care for me. Supposedly this was a blessing…

Sorry is Always Enough

By Jenna Siuta

I am sorry. I am so sorry for all of the pain I have caused. But how much can I actually be sorry? They weren’t all bad memories. Some were good. Do you remember the smell of ice cream and popcorn filling the air as you walked down Main Street. Smiling and laughing as Grandma and Papa held hands for what it seems is the first time in years…

Trayvon

By Caleb Jean- Pierre

I saw him everywhere. I saw his face in my friends. I saw him when I looked in the mirror. I was eight. He was seventeen. My mother’s eyes, like those of the Sankofa bird, looking back at me. My father’s presence, like the whispering winds of the Black Mountains, watching quietly over me…

The Five Stages of Grief

By Madison Bloom

Everyone knows the 5 stages of grief. Someone dies, those close to them grapple with the reality of the loss and eventually make their way through the stages. You see it in movies and television shows, you read it in books, or sometimes you hear it at a funeral service. But what happens when you’re grieving your own death? And the person that killed you, stabbed you in the back and twisted the knife as much as they could, is the same person you thought you could trust. You’d go through each stage like I did if it happened to you, especially if that person was your father…