by Shaina Marrie Dayon there, by the hallway, a little girl stood. forlornly, she paced—the wind stinging her eyes. or so she told herself. her trolley bag sat by their classroom doorway, waiting for her to calm down. her teacher’s voice wafted from inside the classroom where she’s knee-deep in a tutoring session. the little […]
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the long summer i wished would never end. you wondered if your clammy fingers could get away with brushing against mine, measuring the weight of my thighs, tangling your heartstrings with mine. because everything you did ended in tragedy. my dreams typed out in lowercase letters i was afraid of growing up so i sanded […]
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At any age, it can be hard to figure out who you are. Am I a good person? What am I good at? Why do I get into bad moods sometimes, and what fixes them? What drives me? What am I interested in? Who am I interested in? What do I want to do for […]
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there is a feeling that you get only once in a lifetime. it is the feeling of being surrounded by happiness so fierce, it festers and infects you. it is the opposite of loneliness, because in this vast desert i have never felt more at home. with them there is a safety so pure it […]
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The definition of homesickness? I used to think it was a joke. Homesickness never really applied to me. I’ve lived in England for as long as I could remember. I can still see the day when the first wave of Homesickness hit me. It was in July last year, when I went to Italy with […]
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She lay on the grass and it was a wonder to see She wouldn’t move, not even when they called her She must have been staring at the bright blue sky, or at its thick falling tears, or at her troubled fellows But she let no one in She wouldn’t budge, might the Deluge come […]
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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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This is one of the February Writing Challenge entries chosen to be a featured story. . I am thinking of a number. A number that’s wooden, and has seen the brightest to the ugliest days. A number that has weathered every storm. One number that has watched generations come and go and awaited their posterity. […]
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A three-day trip to Byron Bay (the most easterly point of Australia mainland) ends faster than you realise, but neither do you realise how many impressions you get before you come home, sit down for a moment, and go over all the pictures in a flashback. Glancing over the blue, endless looking ocean that presents […]
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