Trigger warning – the following essay discusses topics including abuse, suicide, and self-harm.  I was never his. Not by blood; not by association. The man who’d been one of my father figures since...

The winter is cold A time we want to forget As we hold To our regret The days feel As if they can’t Be real As those chant Cheery Christmas songs And spread love The longs Of...

in the quiet corners where memories have lived we’ve shared our laughter we’ve cast our spells though today our path part this isn’t farewell just a gentle see you soon the sun...

Regret has become a familiar feeling for me in the past few months. It feels that my life only really started just over a year ago, and I feel that I’ve been evolving at the speed of light. With this...

You healed me. The parts of me that were unknowingly cut open and bleeding. The troubles I faced, you somehow faded them and showed me love. When I lacked bravery and strength, you were my protector. When...

As our class moves up Our need to progress goes down   We are scared of what comes next We are scared of the unknown   What do we do when night falls and suddenly we’re not...

I was thrilled about two of my favorite artists releasing new music in the same month. This was the same day you came up to me, knowing about my excitement. Of course you were also excited, we have the...

Sylvia Plath screams in my head. Her voice is shrill and ripped raw, cracking and weak as she repeats the same two words from her parched lips. It’s so deafening that I wince. “Fig tree.” Everything...

Author’s note: I am writing this because my sister is going to the grade I was when this story happened. This vignette was written just to share my story and get my thoughts onto a page. Each year about...

I transport myself back in time as I close my eyes.  My family and I are driving along the road, as the sun sets over the horizon, with endless blue stretching beyond the palm trees lining the coast. ...

For months, I’d been looking forward to my sister picking me up from high school, like she used to when I was in elementary school and she was in high school. I’d always thought eventually I’d be...

you’re your own person, love should make you feel good, your friends should treat you with kindness, you don’t need others validation, just your own, it’s okay to be alone sometimes, appreciate...