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Poetry:
Under The Dogwood Tree by Jillian Isentadt
In the north, the leaves began to change to their seasonal saffron and scarlet as the trees were nearing their inevitable abscission....
Apr 25
I cant wait to wear gold by Madalyn Stanley
I couldn’t wait to wear gold. I had bought this three layered, gold snake chain necklace from TJ-Maxx, with the encouragement of my mom....
Apr 25
A Prologue For A Book That Will Likely Remain Unwritten by Teal Pratt
Of course, it all starts with a funeral. An end that brings a new beginning, a closing door with blood-rusted hinges that somehow opens...
Apr 25
Alien by Jenna Korman
if an alien from outer space landed in the middle of the ocean at midnight - armed with nothing but its space tech, and the human...
Apr 25
My Mother's Hips by West Duwaji
7/9/2010 When my little head reached the bottom of my mother’s hips, the willow tree was still singing in the backyard of my...
Apr 25
The Numerical Rating Scale of Grief by Nadine Thomas
Level 8 In December of 2020, two weeks before Christmas, my father died of Covid-19. The numerical rating scale is a pain scale that is...
Apr 25
The American Dream by Abbie Galipeau
The boy down the road had barely finished blowing out his candles before they came knocking. His sister screamed as they hauled him away,...
Apr 25
A Youth Well Squandered... A Memoir of Caustic Nonfiction by N.R. Pollard
-The Ballad of Pedro: Summer Camp wasn’t the best experience for me, but it could’ve gone a hell of a lot worse. I guess if you want to...
Apr 25
In the Garden of Eden By Hannah Kupson
Everything had all happened so fast. Her entire life passed her by in a second, barely giving her time to process one moment before she...
Oct 24, 2024
When the Black Walnuts Fall... By N.R. Pollard
My high school has always had problems with the ceiling. Being a low-rise concrete slab in the middle of what was once rustic farmland...
Oct 24, 2024
The Pupusas Made By My Mother By Fatima Perez
My mother’s delicate hands shape the dough into a sort of rounded position, leaving a deep opening for the filling. The maseca mixture...
Oct 24, 2024
The Last Wolf in Connecticut By Cameron Curtis
This is where she was killed, we are told. The story smells of leaves on the ground in their death throes; children calling out to each...
Oct 24, 2024
I Need Answers By Tris Westbrook
Dear ****, Here’s a concept of love that I’ve always wondered about: would you love someone else if they treated you the same way as your...
Oct 24, 2024
Graduation Day By Owen Butterfly
“It’s only fair”, said the president as he announced the remaining ARK would be decided by a lottery. It was a culling of the lucky ones,...
Oct 24, 2024
Eloi, Eloi or: Caleth for Elias By Matilyn Paul
“Now from the sixth hour there was darkness over all the land unto the ninth hour. And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud...
Oct 17, 2024
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