Featured Writing

White cat looking toward the camera.

Ghost

by Amy Southard I walked into the room, The hardwood floors creaking Beneath my feet. I thought I was alone again, As I gracefully stepped over My fluffy white feline friend. The air felt a little chilled And there was a draft Blowing the sheer turquoise curtains Into a beautiful…

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White cat looking toward the camera.

Ghost

by Amy Southard I walked into the room, The hardwood floors creaking Beneath my feet. I thought I was alone again, As I gracefully stepped over My fluffy white feline friend. The air felt a little chilled And there was a draft Blowing the sheer turquoise curtains Into a beautiful…

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An overhead view of a neighborhood.

Mulch Mound

by Alec Montalvo There used to be a mulch mound here. From out my kitchen window, I’d see teens coming into the clearing, emerging from the brushes,  carrying snowboards under one arm,  brown paper bagged bottles of booze in the opposite hand, smack in the middle of summertime. They’d get…

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A porch filled with plants and sunlight.

Soft Spaces

by Andrea Rathbun I check the rearview mirror just as her chin hits her chest and at last comes to rest. I sigh, louder than necessary, letting out a breath that I’ve held for the last four months. I glance at the other side of the back seat and see…

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Girl coloring in her classroom.

Slide on Over

by Juanita Jones Hey kid Why don’t you slide on over Sit on down And tell me a story Your road’s been long With fear and hate On the grounds of a school War waged Without any end Except maybe yours Hey kid Why don’t you slide on over Sit…

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Everything Must Go

by Shane Plassenthal Everything had to go. All of it. Those were the rules. So, I put it all out in the driveway. I put the stuff she left in the spot where she used to park. I figured that would be best. Besides, there wasn’t a whole lot left….

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An open math book with a pen and gridded paper.

Math Solutions

by Tammy Ayers A gunshot, followed immediately by screaming and arguing in the alley, woke Krystal up in the middle of the night. It wasn’t the first time this had happened, but her heart beat as hard as it did the first time she heard it. She sat up, clutching…

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Blue mint and wild crocus

by DS Maolalai doing my aunt a favour; pulling wildflowers from her prize-winning beds. I’m careful – when I can I save the stem and some root, piling them on the pavement and pushing the dirt down around her petunias. my aunt’s front garden is filled with red flowers, like…

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Jeffrey and Arthur

by Derek Reimers It was dark and pouring. Jeffrey increased the speed of the wiper blades to keep up with the rain, but they continued to lose ground. In the passenger seat Jeffrey’s father, Arthur, his sweater dimly lit by the by the LED lights of the center console, sat…

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We Forget You’re Fifteen

by Khristy L. Knudtson They eclipse the tile floor of the juvie centeryou’ve lost it, your center. You are a lit match—tossed.An apocalyptic comet of self-destruction.A cyclic revolution taunting,chaos knows chaos knows chaos. You are asphyxiated with a flat-affected apathy. An absentee teen whoknows chaos knows chaos knows. You are…

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