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8:15pm on Fridays, by Emily A. Kim
At 8:15pm on Fridays, I get to officially have my dad back. At 8:15pm…
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To Hear Jay-Song, by Claire Beeli
Blue currents ripple through my ribs …
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Dust, by Amelia Thomas
my mouth is filled with dust and i want to reclaim the new— i …
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Interview with Michael J. Bosco—Author, Musician, and Educator
1. How did you get the idea for the “Somebody to Love” video, and have…
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A Kindred Spirit, by Zathan Ha
Click to enlarge! Zathan Ha Zathan is a senior in high school and is an…
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The Water, by Zoë Graber
There’s a sense of comfort in the water. My body glides through as if it…
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Untitled, by Maya McQueeney
Maya McQueeney Maya McQueeney is a senior at Rye High School in New York and…
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An Ode to my Bloody Fingers, by Zoë Graber
I’ve never been afraid to bleed. My fingers coated over with dried blood, Yellow crust.…
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My Tides Have Receded, by Madison Stewart
Sometimes when I look into the vast beauty of the ocean, her powerful unforgiving waves,…
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If there’s a good way to die, it’s from you, by Madison Stewart
When the world ends, I hope you invite me to dinner. I hope we sit under…