Poetry
Short Fiction

He Was A Soldier

Delaney Edge

He was a soldier. Was. The distinction should mean something but it still felt like he was fighting in an endless battle. But, now, the war is of a different kind. He was drafted five years ago as a ... [+]

Poetry
Creative Nonfiction

The Stuff of Stars

JessieAnne DAmico

You will meet a man who tells you we are all made of the stuff of stars. That our bodies hold the carbon and nitrogen and helium and oxygen atoms that formed the ancestors of stars we see today. He'll ... [+]

Poetry
Poetry
Short Fiction

Are You Afraid of the Dark?

Antonio McLauchlan

An ominous feeling hangs in the night air, so silent yet filled with evil. A man dressed in a trench coat and a hoodie huddles under a street lamp. In the distance sits an abandoned house that used to ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction
Poetry
Poetry
Short Fiction

Under The Willow Tree

Ella Sullivan

His smile was the brightest one I'd ever seen like sunshine on a rainy day. But it hadn't made an appearance in the longest of times.
He woke up each day as I laid in bed beside him. He ... [+]

Poetry
Short Fiction

Where Memories Hang

Stephanie Hall

People always describe the weather during funerals. They do it in books or movies. It's either raining, and: wow, how fitting, right? Or, it's bright and sunny, and: how dare the sun shine during this ... [+]

Poetry
Short Fiction
Poetry
Poetry
Creative Nonfiction

Some Things Never Change

isabella pritchard

You always hear people talking about their mom being their best friend or their mom doing this and that for them and being so excited to see them, but what about when that's not the case? What about ... [+]