By Julia Zhu The Swing Day Commit To An Emotion These are the days that my brain feels like a jumble and fails to get legitimately anything actually done. I’m sure we all have a swing day where our emotions are all over the place. It’s just a packet of squiggly ramen noodles up there,…
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By Noel Ullom To my friends that feel hidden, Unrecognized, Concealed in the shadows of the very figures You had expected to hold and lift you up: To my friends that have fought endless battles, Ones fought mostly behind the scenes Yet leave the scars of unbearable arrows Aimed indirectly yet completely at your heart…
Read Moreby: Suzy Schwabl a grain of sand a beach of infinite. burned together to be, Something. yet to see, there is, Nothing waves wash over infinitely blue they extend. pushing harder overturn one another to be flat, and they are, Gone Not to disappear though– Nothing is still Something science proves all things to stay,…
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by Julia Zhu A paradox of society Naturally human and hidden We see but never do And our days bleed time Willingly buried in the monotony Yet we stubbornly still walk to somewhere On the road that will take us there Uproar, angar, cries of frustration A whirlpool of confusion Rushing to right what was…
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By Sol Rivera I have seen fear. The purple worry that has seeped through everyone The wisteria six feet of which we stand apart from each other. The tyrian rampages of buying everything from the store. I have seen anger. The red outbursts caused from being inside with the same people for too long. The…
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by Torteon A love letter to patriotism: You are the Sun, and I am only an asteroid, cold rock orbiting your brilliance. I fell, spinning, into your greedy embrace. America, I wonder if you will ever truly see me. Curiosity brings me to the water’s edge—what do you see first? That the eyes are open…
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By Abby Coffey Once upon a time, on the edge of a forest, a girl by the name of Dersuave was born. A happy child, she grew up with her father and mother in a modest cottage. Dersuave yearned for nothing in those early years- the forest providing more than enough adventure with its limber…
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Hi, everyone! I hope you all are staying healthy during these unprecedented times. I have found myself reflective on how odd, but also sad, the world is right now. My thoughts are full of memories of happy times before this and future hopes and dreams for after this. Quarantine feels like a sort of prison…
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by Zuha Jaffar It’s much too early in the morning to be awake. Light floods the sky, shining onto my face, but I continue to squint just to marvel at the bottoms of clouds burnished with golden paint. Cold air surrounds me, but I barely notice. I’m busy listening to whatever music is playing too…
Read MoreBy Olivia Moore My mother’s shoes are shiny, Her heels make her look taller, It’s a shame that my feet are smaller. Her shoes get to travel; They go on excursions, Big and small. Holidays and parties, they’ve been through it all. They are vibrant, reds, blues, Her shoes are for grown-ups, I’m just a…
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