the kisses of sunbeams on my face feel warm. my heart is full, so far from the ragtag, edgy organ that’s worn out from using …
Bright Beams of the Night by Avantika Singhal
On the night when the pale Moon with its roundness appeared outside my window, I regarded it carefully. Like it was a leech feeding on …
My Grandmother and Her Fight with Alzheimer’s Disease
Recently, I had to write a speech for a competition at school on any topic, and I picked my grandmother, who has Alzheimer’s. I feel …
We Can’t Be Friends: Real, Authentic, and Completely Absorbing
Cyndy just escaped the clutches of Straight Inc., an organization claiming to help teenage addicts recover while secretly brainwashing and abusing them. But now she …
Flowers (or, A Beginner’s Guide to Surviving Sexual Assault) by Daniel Garcia
1. On the days where you feel more victim than survivor, remember that this was not your fault. There is no blueprint for dealing with …
The First Time by Skyler Jaye Rutkowski
The first time that you ignored my “no,” I have a distinct memory of my stomach churning and twisting and curling and contourting into a …
Hallowed Ground by Martina Dominique Dansereau
You are spread across the floor, flattened out, his hands smoothing the parchment of your skin. The contours of your body form continents. He lies …
BATTLEFIELD by Keren Chelsea
I WILL NOT LEAVE MY DEAD ON THE GROUND. LET ME SING FOR THE FALLEN; LET ME MOURN AND LET ME WEEP. LET ME LOOK …
haunted house by Nicole Deardorff
is this how a haunted house feels? the aching, resignation, anger the constant longing for freedom all the wondering if it will ever end, all …