Tag: creativewritingandpoetry
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Here, He Is
Written By: Hannah HuGraphic By: Anya Verma There is smoke curling out the bathroom door. Outside, the din of the party crackles like static and I fall into it, tingles spreading across my neck and fingers as I approach– there is a man here. His bespectacled eyes gleam in the light. His face glows like…
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Making Home
Written by Maria SailaleGraphic by Quynhmai Tran. – I can almost always tell when someone is East African. Something about the harmony of their features, the slope of their forehead, and years of staring into my mother’s, father’s, and sibling’s faces gives it away. I grew up seeking solace in wide, sloping foreheads and high…
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The Prince’s Grift
Written by Mary Claire JacksonGraphic by Mary Claire Jackson – “If an injury has to be done to a man it should be so severe that his vengeance not be feared.” – Niccolo Machiavelli Exorbitant Lunch Before we had even arrived for lunch, Mom hosted an orientation for one in the car. As if she needed…
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Leyli Menal
Written by Maya ErtayGraphic by Mary Claire Jackson. What now? He comes in and their eyes meet Light streams, the beat, Both are silent but eager. The softness, the melody: Leyli Menal. So obvious yet hidden, All those novels of love forbidden. See them meeting, See them dancing. The ballroom of lonely souls Wandering around …
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Sappho
Written by Kayla Hays.Graphic by Quynhmai Tran. – Content Warning: This article features content that might be triggering to those with histories of domestic violence. Please read with caution. – Ever since I was small, all I have held were words. Words for my mother when she scolded me, still as gentle as ever,…
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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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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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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…