I sit at my table in the atrium, surrounded by students doing homework, just like me, the rustle of their…
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Scattered Thoughts | Andrew Smedley
The days grow colder once again It seems time never forgets its merciless routine All that’s happened since time before …
Some Days | Amber Hashmi
Some days just feel like existence is kept in permanent limbo. Like the time lingering between when the leaves have…
Oh For the Love of Sight | Julia Meguid
Looking around and seeing the vivid colors of all different types of flowers that blossom. Vision. Seeing and recognizing the…
Drowning | Krystal Koski
I am enveloped by a comforter as I lay myself to rest. As I turn to my side, my mass…
“Friendship” | Madi Altman
She watches him deteriorate through the screen of her phone, his words tearing himself down because he believes he isn’t…
Me and My Buddy, Ed | Madi Altman
I have a good friend named Ed. Now, Ed isn’t always the nicest person, but he simply wants what’s best…
Another Mother’s Summer | Alex Pan
I’m Still Triggered Because I’m Still Sick | Anna DeLuca
I worry about my health every day. It’s a foreign concept to me to not be constantly caring for your…
20 | Sophia Schwartz
I lay down on a grassy hill Flip over onto my stomach And thrust my fingers into the soil They…
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