Ryan McQuade
- Mar 14, 2018
Witness
An argument over lunch or a sleeping Social Studies Student a broken pencil or food wrapper in the stairway a man dances at a bus stop as...
Yasmini Saravia
- Mar 14, 2018
A Wandering Art
Who I love is who you are. The soul with the open mind, and the open mind with the great soul. You are a wanderer who wanders the wonders...
Lilly Pelliccia
- Mar 8, 2018
Our Pause
We travel on our journey in search for more. The pause from song to song is the silence that engulfs our trip. It’s the suspense that...
Michael Bottoni
- Mar 7, 2018
Disloyalty
Disloyalty is like healing bones, slow painful and raw. You can try to put things back together. You can try to connect the pieces but it...
Ariana Weindling
- Mar 7, 2018
Unfinished
She sat in her bedroom, pondering all of the 100 words she could possibly read to the class. Her hair falling out of that once done...
Lilly Pelliccia
- Mar 6, 2018
The Same MiniVan Stealing My Parking Spot
It doesn't say my name, but the parking spot is mine. I hear stupid stories from boys who are bad whisperers. I wait at the red light to...