Whisked Away

Written by: Yi-Wen Lin They had promised “Till death do you part,” but he never understood how cruel of a sentence that was. No one warned him that in most cases death wasn’t sudden; in most cases death was long and ugly. He also neglected to realize that maybe he didn’t want to part, especially

Remnants

Written by: Yi-Wen Lin Lips are sealed in suffering quiet. Wanting, needing that long overdue kiss. Having an internal erupting riot, lead me into the never-ending abyss. Needing, wanting to escape through the trees. Leaving at sunset in late summer’s June, with the flourishing of the smooth green peas. Yet beneath having wrinkles of a

Lazyboy

Written by: Alyssa Greene It was 8:00 o’clock on a Sunday night. I relaxed on my fully reclined lazyboy dressed in sweatpants, a large tee, and a robe that made me blend into the chair as if I belonged there. I curled up even more into the chair as the wind groaned outside, causing the

Lydia

Written by: Kelly Lamb When I was born, I was brought straight from the hospital to a mansion that I believe is still worth more than every other home in Ohio combined. It was satirically grandiose, with three times as many bathrooms, bedrooms, and garages than any family of five could need. It was also

Gideon

Written by: Emily Der Arakelian When he came to, his vision was blurry. His eyes adjusted to the darkness around him, and his heart began to race. He recognized the objects surrounding him; cardboard boxes of various sizes, crumpled snack wrappers, there was even an abandoned shoe in the corner. Although the objects were familiar,

The Last Call

Written by: Joshua Lipson It was half an hour past closing time. Paul Sanders was used to people staying after hours due to his years of experience. The young ones called him, “old man Sanders” as per his imply. To them it sounded a bit forced, something that people would say on a sitcom like,

Five

Written by: Adriana Travisano It’d been 5 hours and he was numb.            He sat in class, numbers on the chalkboard blurring together as Mr. Glasend droned on about calculus. The ringing in his ears hadn’t stopped since the moment he had found out. His dad had advised him to stay home but he insisted on

Perspective

Written by: Danielle Renaud On a planet the size of a cantaloupe, suspended by four strings, there are forests made of trees and animals, mountains made of rock and snow, and oceans made mostly of seaweed and a little water, among other things. The music of the waves enchants the entirety of the planet as

Caliburn

Written by: Taylor Ménard “Hey.” He shook his head, trying to find the source of the disturbance. It was quiet in the woods. The only sounds were those of the local fauna fleeing his obtrusive steps. “Hey, kid, over here.” The voice had become more demanding, almost commanding him to act but in regards to

The Wanderer

Written by: Cris Derfel A man stands propped up against the trunk of a rusted car as the sun sets in the distance. The pupils in his swollen, sunken eyes shrink as the fading crimson in the sky creeps onto his face. Though the silence is broken by the shrill call of a crow somewhere