The Raider Wire

Concerning a Disorderly Breath

Beyond the bars lie not freedom, but the pleasure of merciless nature, and certainly escape from a disjointed breath upon the ear.

Bim Peacock, Literature Editor

May 10, 2016

A hearth not of fire, but of the cold moon might well have been the wretched prisoner’s sole comfort.  Certainly, this window served the only constant of mention.  The stones in the walls simply infuriated him, for they never seemed to remain consistent in their rows for any length of time.  For...

Romanticized Demise

There are monsters inside us all. It is up to us to escape our own hell.

Grace Hanks, Staff Writer

April 24, 2015

Floating endlessly beyond the blank pages lost behind the fluttering meaning flitting and flying between the moving lines around, around, around, I go, color and blood in my eyes.   Here, now there anywhere but everywhere, only thirty minutes to fly sky-high, only thirty...



Ashton Bruce, Staff Writer

November 13, 2014

Lips stitched together by invisible thread, (his) words secluded, His (mind) is abysmal, dark and dank. His sanity (is) warped, twisted like the mangled arms of dead trees, Filled with the recesses of (broken) thoughts of crushed bones. Brain clawing for judgment, (he’s) treading on glas...

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