Xanadu
 

The students oiled their trumpet valves and applied rosin to their horsehair violin bows before their rehearsal started. Excitement...

"Art is an expression," says the teacher, her encouraging voice begging us to produce something new. I stare at the canvas—blank, empty,...

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...

We sat in silence as the argument ensued. Our blank, innocent stares offered protection and ignorance. We were neither present nor absent...

Someone broke my trust. Someone who was not just a simple stranger, but someone who I’ve grown up with since I was 5. The matter was...

I wanted him to rest just as much as he wanted to stay awake. So I laid my head on his shoulder and felt his fall on top of mine. We sat...

I imagine the dress shirts flying up in the air, creating a crescent of colors. A canvas of coral pink and shades of scarlet. The colors,...

It’s a matter of prioritizing what to keep. A small room only fits so many special rocks and found objects from preschool. Throwing...

I find comfort in the pitter-patter of footsteps above. They scurry in through the oak tree and take refuge in my abandoned attic. They...

From the balcony of Boston’s Symphony Hall, lights attempt to direct me towards the pounding Bernstein melody unfurling onstage....