The Bridge to Somewhere

In my hometown we have a bridge that seemingly goes nowhere, and so we call it the Bridge to Nowhere. Possibilities are endless, choices are fathomless; we burn bridges and cross new ones. Each choice is like a bridge to somewhere. And the choices may be difficult: where to go to college, what to major […]

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Bridges by Emily Ward

The National Museum of Scotland in Edinburgh wasn’t prepared for us, for three teenagers drunk on the freedom of a day without planned activities and hovering adults. Eva and I could barely keep up with Krysto, who was sprinting around the marble halls of the museum, smartphone held aloft as he filmed his encounters with […]

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