Tiffany Pham, the creator of Mogul, brings girls a book that shares about Pham’s story and success but also includes productive ways that they too can succeed in the business world. Suited to female readers, Girl Mogul guides women as they enter the difficult world; it gives tangible methods of how to bring their own […]
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Since I’ve met you I am comfortable in my shell I can cope with my thoughts Thank you— For easing my mind, Calming my bones, Loving my soul, And being my home. Marcus Brown is a 3rd year student at Oakland University in Rochester Hills, MI. Marcus has been writing […]
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So you’re the poet girl of entropy Sorry He is unfortunately likeable And disastrously funny He loves the same books as you You tried, stubbornly you attempted You talked about love like it wasn’t happening Hoping for order to assert itself And gravity to reverse Fierce little poet You never stood a chance The oceans, […]
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For over a year now, I’ve taken myself out of my comfort zone on numerous occasions, all to serve one purpose: to build up the confidence of different, unsuspecting girls, one step at a time. This miracle is achieved quite simply. If you like their eyeliner, tell them. If you like their dress, tell them. […]
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Last night she nearly let go. She wondered what left her holding on. If she left, the lights would still glisten. If she left, the stars would still shine. If she left, the moon would still empower. If she left, the sun would still shower possibility. If she left, the world would go on. If […]
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When you were little, you used to wear tiny floral print dresses and sit with your legs apart because that was the only way you knew how to. You would confidently march on that stage and carve melodies with your body — each move either accentuating or masking every curve on your body — and […]
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A Nelson’s Sparrow is a bird without a flight or fight instinct. A predator could be a breath away and a Nelson’s Sparrow wouldn’t fly away, even when it should. This is important to know. Nelson’s Sparrow flies in front of me. Once upon a time a man held me as a broken bird. […]
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Zoe did not look like water colors or speak like a brush, but she was a painting. I remember her house: Right off of the boulevard, on the North side with the chain steakhouse. She told me her address once in kindergarten: 421 Rubio St., the only street in the world, she told me, […]
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whale whale whale ;means I miss you means I’m thinking about the last time we stared at each other for eleven long seconds and then burst out laughing and then you nibbled my ear ram ;means there were lots of people holding hands in the streets today means I almost thought I saw you on […]
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