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In The Desert Dry Flats

Written by Avani Chhaya.Graphic by Quynhmai Tran– The miles of hurt – s t r e t c h –through the deserted terrain,exposed to the relentless sun Baked and crackingbeneath this oppressive heatbearing down upon us Accumulated like airline mileage,I stack hurt awayin a beaten, worn-down suitcase The hurt elongatesshape-shifting with ambiguous intentionstaking the form of believable promises, of naive […]

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Appetite for Love

Written by Frida Silva.Graphic by Quynhmai Tran.– During the final meal that Jesus shared with his apostles, they dined on bread and wine. “Do this in remembrance of me,” he said. “The bread is my body and the wine is my blood.” Shortly after the Last Supper, Jesus was crucified. According to Christianity, the crucifixion of Jesus plays a central […]

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Poems

Written by Eunsu Cho.Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. Broken feeling empty is when you don’t know whether to fill the cup back up again, or whether to break the cup so it can never be filled again  Spring they call it beautiful  renewing awakening blooming but I call it  struggling growing hurting under blissful gazes of the ignorant people who romanticize […]

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My Life In Trees

Written by Eva Strelitz-Block.Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. Dendrochronology is a new word I’ve learned. It is the science of the transformation of trees. If you cut a tree down, the analysis of its rings provides insight into its seasonal experiences over time: its nutrient and climate highs and lows, its times of abundance and scarcity.  It has always made sense to […]

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‘Tis the Season

Written by Catherina Chowdhury. Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. I haven’t met anyone who picked “dare” in years.  Over time, my friends and I started calling the game “truth or truth” just because it was more to the point. Then it became “hot seat,” because it wasn’t like anyone wasn’t going to answer the questions. As young people, all we could give each […]

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Epistula

Written by Kayla Hays.Graphic by Ashley Mireles. – To my dearest Aemilia, For an hour I have sat with pen to parchment, and yet not a single word flows. Your last letter left me with too many thoughts—now they all exist inside me, fighting for equal space granted to none. But I will say that which has been plaguing my mind […]

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Written in the Stalls

Written by Frida Silva.Graphic by Asiyah Saeed. – “Since bathroom graffiti is done neither for acclaim nor money, it is the purest form of art. Discuss” I’ve always considered bathrooms to be an odd space. They uniquely exist in the wavering border between the public and the private, with only a flimsy stall door to divide the two. People come […]

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Poems

Written by Aryan Bhalla.Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. – As I stand by my windowsill in ode As I stand by my windowsill in ode To the fairies of dark symphonies above I sit, breathe you out You I cannot see You I cannot describe Your love I always breathe But your love I cannot revive. As I stand here, thanking the […]

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LOVE & ME, WE

Written by Aryan Bhalla. Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. – LOVE You love her, so does she.And so it is this love, that makes you we.But love her pure, as does she;For a love that is love is a symphony. Or risk her sadness, and a grieving pain.You can’t wish for love, yet you can sustain,For a love that is pure […]

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BODY

Written by Marielle Glasse. Graphic by Emma Robinson. – In the body of an arrow is a man. He lays down with his arms to his sides, like a board in the desert. His stomach is carved out all the way to his feet. This eternal hunger that rules him is an arrow too. A hollow grinds in him like […]

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Rage

Written by Marielle Glasse. Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. – There was a day when  The night wet the grass and  My feet came Stomping in to crush it all all those little green sprouts mocking our growth  So we decided to play god We kissed concrete  We hit the ground to  break it before    It fell out from under […]

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The Truth

Written by Kate Diller. Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. – I can’t think. I’m not sure I can feel any part of my body. Nothing is solid around me. I can’t feel the world. Where did it go? And then suddenly, there it all is. The air surrounds me again; I can feel the gases slide past my skin like water […]