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 ... [+]

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Short Fiction
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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 ... [+]

Poetry
Poetry
Creative Nonfiction

Grief Before Death

Leeza Santiago Millán

Abuelo is dying.
He has been dying for a while, some odd quantity of months.
I have learned that like plants, humans can wither so quickly.
One day, we are so healthy our flowers are fully ... [+]

Short Fiction

Not What I Appear To Be

Payton K

Splatter woke up to her alarm. She sat up and stretched, looking at the time and smiling as she saw she was a few minutes ahead of schedule. Getting out of bed, she headed towards her closet and ... [+]

Short Fiction

Self-Fulfilling Theatrics

Jackie Smith

The murmuring of nobles filled the theatre. The stage was unfamiliar: marbled floors, stone pillars that seemed to reach the heavens, rounded ceilings adorned with paintings of Gods and Goddesses ... [+]

Poetry
Short Fiction

A Balloon's Hapless Love for a Lamp

Luke Johnson

I used to be shiny. I used to be plump. I used to be ready to bounce and float to my heart's content. I was made to please: blown up with the air of a smiling clown, and twisted to become an animal of ... [+]

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Short Fiction

Memory of a Home

Katherine Warner

The door slammed shut as the kid, a teenager soon to graduate high school, leaves the house. This isn't an old house, nor is it a new one. It has been there for what seems like ages surrounded by the ... [+]

Short Fiction

Build

Adrienne Powell

We used to build. Back when I was a child, we built cities and palaces, temples and towers. We built relationships and communities and nations. We built artwork and music. I don't know when we ... [+]

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