Category: Creative Writing & Poetry
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Neverland, Never Leave
Written by Olivia Oswald. Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. – In a nursery lies a sleeping girl, Dreaming of bliss beyond the stars. Forever wishing for an adventure, Something she can hold close to her heart. She sleeps between the veil Of the unconscious and the aware, Soon she’ll feel his presence, Waking her up to hold his…
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A Price Tag, A Dying Flower, A Mannequin
Written by Kara Hildebrand. Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. — TW: allusions to sexual assault and body image insecurity — Multiplicity I am many things; none of them constant, none of them tangible enough for me to grasp: a price tag, a dying flower, a mannequin. I belong to the ads that redirect me to clothes that…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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,…
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The Taxonomy of Blankets
Written by Kayla Hays. Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. “We bought this for you,” said my mom, handing over a hot pink blanket which burned brightly in both the soft fabric and the forced femininity for my five-year-old self. Of course, I didn’t know to care at the time; I didn’t know to care that my blanket was…
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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…
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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…
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