Jason Devaraj
- Nov 30, 2018
Untitled
The students oiled their trumpet valves and applied rosin to their horsehair violin bows before their rehearsal started. Excitement...
Skylar Pekarek
- Nov 29, 2018
Anxiety
His pencil is trembling, drumming a ceaseless best against the table. The floor seems to be pushing upward on his foot, bouncing it as...
Katherine Gotard
- Nov 28, 2018
Charmer
Your eyes gleamed sang such charms made my limbs dance the mamba. I followed your curving path deeper into undergrowth full of teeth and...
Skylar Pekarek
- Nov 27, 2018
Untitled
"Art is an expression," says the teacher, her encouraging voice begging us to produce something new. I stare at the canvas—blank, empty,...
Aj Wobig
- Nov 26, 2018
Trapped
When we were together you had me boxed. No escape. I tried to break free but you just slapped... some packaging tape on me. Now I am...
Wilmer Valle
- Nov 24, 2018
The Pre-calc Games
It’s another tough day in Mr. L’s class. The best class of the day, I was told. Lies. "Please plug in the function y= x-4 into your...