Just Say Nothing By Anonymous
Everyone says “Stand up for your rights.” “Don’t let other people have any say in your life.” But when I try that Everyone just stares at...
Rainy Night Through A Windowpane By Ilona Agur
Raindrops streak across the windowpane, leaving trails in their wake. I marvel at the intricate web they form. Each fresh droplet forms a...
Something Blinks: A translator-less translation of “Alting Blinker” By Emily Charlton
The pudgy bogman hefted the bludgeoning bad over his shoulder And then the frog stampede ran him over. Her laughter, as sore as my old...
The Poem by Naz
Ducks have teeth Yes they do Don’t argue with me They will bite you
A Burning House by Anonymous
I read a quote once that said “When you're born in a burning house you think the whole world is on fire, but it’s not” I never really...
The Last Stop by Anonymous
*violent content ahead: reader discretion advised * After his ship crashed on a huge asteroid, Curly accepted his faith. The lone...
Gray Hair by Lauren London
I have very conflicting emotions about aging. Sometimes, thoughts of aging excite me because of the new experiences I will have. And yet,...
Untitled by Anonymous
We have been trudging through the dense jungle for a week. Hot, sickly steam strangles any creature that dares enter this green, bug...
Power by Hemlock
What do you know, What will you share? The difference in that is the path you will lead. From full to bare, Knowledge and greed. Power...
Tiny Memoir Assignment by Erin Blatt
Azure blue waves were colliding slowly with the golden yellow sand. White and grey seagulls’ peaceful chirps echoing through the area,...
A Dinosaur Painting By Ella Tatsa Laur
Yaeli has a dinosaur painting hanging on her bedroom wall. She doesn't look at it. Liri gives her a lot of dinosaur paintings- He loves...
A Letter to the Old Woman Sitting Next to Me on the Subway by Cooper Gregg
On the C train to Manhattan the man next to me gives up his seat. He gestures from you to the seat and back to you, as if to suggest his...
Anticipating by Hemlock
Today I am free from the beast. Or for this hour. I write this in peace, Before it turns sour. Calm before the storm, Knowing the grave,...
Flash Fiction by Anonymous
I’m staring off into the distance, taking in the sounds of the group trooping through the forest. The murmur of voices, the crunch of...