avocado press

Today I am on the bus at dawn, moving slower than the fog staggering dreamily up Dizengoff Street. From my window I see mothers, laden...

“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown.” - H.P. Lovecraft...

The pop culture phenomenon of cool girl is not a recent invention, however author Gillian Flynn has allowed women to finally recognize...

(poet's note: trigger warning. References to emotional abuse, suicide and gender dysphoria.) I keep my curtains open so I can see the sky...

My grandmother is old. Gleaming bars at every staircase and a seat in the shower old. A tall woman, though - she wears big mama...

Light is like a weed. It can grow anywhere, Light or dark. It can crawl up the walls covered in the shade of death. Light can grow...

2016: I sit in my room, counting down the minutes until I have to cook dinner for the few people who are important to me. I fidget with...

When he is a child, on warm winter nights in the heart of a home and beside the fire, he holds amber and then puts it away. And a man...

Busy as usual, the waiting room houses the sick: an elderly woman with a hacking cough, an adventurous boy with a broken arm, an...

You go into the world You take your first step You go to school You ride a bike But then what does come next A broken bone Your first...

He has an ocean behind his eyes. A violent ocean, that storms and rages, whipped by fierce winds. And on that raging sea sails a ship. A...

Nothing, such an empty world. Deprived of even air. No sound or substance to fill the space, Grey spread throughout the hair. Nothing,...

Deep within the gut of this ancient continent the plates of the earth rub together like the shoulder blades of an enormous, scaly...

I reached out to grab the rusty door handle, my hands shaking as I did. I turned the handle and pushed the door open. The door creaked. I...

The world is in this gully. It is all I know. High granite walls And gravel falls, With the sea sky Far below. The world is in this...

The air is lead-heavy, cloying and sticky. My eyes are shut and I’m laying on the couch on sweat-soaked worn leather. The fan is on but...

When I first came to this place, I must’ve been five or six, so young and innocent. I remember walking down its rocky plains with my...