Cheyenne Pilarz


By Cheyenne Pilarz

we are told that

if we hold a conch shell

up to our ear

we will hear the ocean

but they were wrong

because I hear it whenever I’m with you

when we were teenagers

we are told that

scars wont make you feel,

they were right,

because I feel whenever I’m with you

when we are adults,

we are told that

all things that come together soon fall apart,

but they were wrong,

you put me back together.

when we are old,

we are told that

we will die sometime soon,

I hope they are right

because for you to kill me,

would be an awfully amazing pleasure


Cheyenne is a freelance model, poet, and humanitarian from Scranton, Pa.


A Letter To My Depressed Self

By Cheyenne Pilarz

I am so happy you made the choice to stay 
Even when life felt grey 
You washed your eyes, 
Filled with lies 
Swallowed the pill of change, 
And it was strange, 
how life 
completely washed away 
my pride. 
All aside, 
I couldn’t cry. 
To my depressed self, 
You won 
Darkness has been gone 
When you didn’t sleep til dawn, 
came when it felt over 
God, if I could just be fucking sober.  
Scars on my body remind me of you 
But, some things don’t hurt like they used to.

Cheyenne is a freelance model, artist, and caregiver from Scranton, Pa. 

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