Islamic Struggles
BY EMILY GARROWAY Mass shootings in twenty fifteen left hundreds dead. ISIS is to blame; at least that’s what many said. It started with Charlie Hebdo earlier this year, little did Parisians know … Continue reading
65 m.y.a. + Three More
BY ISABELLA TURCINOVIC 65 m.y.a. Light comes to catch wing arthritic ends hardened similar to Pachycephalosaur. Crown for the reptile a head ever-changing, no three species. Ditto for Triceratops. … Continue reading
Hypertext High School Writers Contest, Honorable Mention: Mia Brown
It Was Just a Game By Mia Brown “Did he ever touch you?” The question crawled out of my mouth like a brave child curious of the world. He chuckled, … Continue reading
Hypertext High School Writers Contest, Honorable Mention: Miya Bruce
Garden By Miya Bruce Sitting in the dewy grass on a still Saturday morning, I breathe in the fresh, cold air allowing it to tickle the hairs in my nose. … Continue reading
Hypertext High School Writers Contest, Honorable Mention: Angel Lopez
Time Seems to Slow By Angel Lopez There were six crosswalks: four to connect the streets and two that ran diagonally from one street corner to the other to make … Continue reading
Hypertext High School Writers Contest, Honorable Mention: Citlalli Lugo
Slowly Sinking Into Darkness By Citlalli Lugo She was slowly sinking into the deepest pits of the ocean. The once light filled water is now becoming darker. The ice cold … Continue reading
Hypertext High School Writers Contest, Honorable Mention: Jayy Prather
Dreamscape By Jayy Prather The Moon The girl with the moon kissed purple hair and the sun caressed pale, white skin. She’s been thrown in the loony bin for unspeakable … Continue reading
1st Place Creative Nonfiction, Hypertext High School Writers Contest: Parisa Thepmankorn
Obsidian by Parisa Thepmankorn I find darkness with its mouth open, expanding. All sorts of thick, musky perfumes leaking from the crevices between its teeth. I had just cracked the … Continue reading
2nd Place Creative Nonfiction, Hypertext High School Writers Contest: Jhett Myers
Life in Little Forest Hills by Jhett Myers Couches are for Sitting: Growing up in the Neighborhood The hoodrat children would flock to the alley every day. It didn’t matter … Continue reading
3rd Place Creative Nonfiction, Hypertext High School Writers Contest: Judy Luo
Not an ABC Fat Camp by Judy Luo In my eight years of Kung Fu training, I have always enjoyed the attention. After a performance, the audience would clamor, “She’s … Continue reading
1st Place Fiction, Hypertext High School Writers Contest: Shannon Sommers
Vanilla Summer by Shannon Sommers Paige’s heart beats under the Hamptons sky like trembling hands against a wooden table. She remembers this feeling during the year, when something makes her … Continue reading
2nd Place Fiction, Hypertext High School Writers Contest: Emily Yin
It’s All in the Family by Emily Yin Lucy inhaled and forgot to exhale. Lucy carried words in her mouth, stillborn, and never noticed the blood. Lucy watched people leave … Continue reading
3rd Place Fiction, Hypertext High School Writers Contest: Dahlia Marcia
Five Feet from the Door by Dahlia Marcia There was a little house in the middle of nowhere. It was two stories high and made of lovely red bricks with … Continue reading
Skin
by Jay Cruz Writer’s Statement: I created this piece when I began to address my dysphoria; it was my way of laying it all out on the table and realize … Continue reading
Damps Days + Three More
Damp Days Rain in the corner of my eye, drips down the glass. The rain catches my eye, dripping down the glass, making a mudding mess of the green … Continue reading
Pen Pals
BY ZINDZI LUCAS Dear Elijah, My name is Jess, short for Jessica . My entire family is from Hollywood, including myself. We used to move every two years because … Continue reading
Bulimia
BY ALYSSA EDWARDS My name is Bulimia. I am your struggle. I will haunt you, eat you alive, Make you suffer. You will be looking in your mirror, Wishing … Continue reading
Groundsky
BY ZACHARY HOEHN Black. All I can see is black while I feel my bones pulling and pushing outside of my skin. The faint glint of iron and silver shine … Continue reading
The Rotational Pull of Gratitude + one more
BY BRYAN MARTINEZ The Rotational Pull of Gratitude Heroes are made from their actions. They don’t need special powers Nor super strength. All they need is the desire … Continue reading
About Me and You
BY CHEYA WASHINGTON The streets were tucked into bed with a blanket of white snow, but that didn’t stop the anxiety from pumping through your veins. You were walking down … Continue reading
Child of an Addict
BY EVAUGHN GLOE I’m a child of an addict. So of course I’m an addict too, it’s sad to say. It’s crazy how I have to get fucked up to … Continue reading
Empire of Mind + Three More
BY JOEL ENAMORADO Empire of Mind My mind is a society buzzing in technicolor. Its skies are saturated, gluttonous children, painted in mislaid lilacs and sapphire. They cry gold, showering … Continue reading
Druggie Love
BY KIMBERLY FLORES Dear Lord, I’m on my knees, can you hear my prayers? Don’t leave me this time… I lost who I was and became a part of him. … Continue reading
The Painting
BY MICHAEL GLENN Smashing into the dorm room flinging the calendar and all its notes across the perfectly clean carpet, I threw my bags towards the desk and collapsed upon … Continue reading
Sleeves + Replay + When I Was Younger + Letter to my Future Daughter
BY KIARA CARTER Sleeves They ask quite frequently why I wear my sleeves so long Till the point it can almost touch the tip of my fingers It’s not to … Continue reading
Five Poems
BY DAKOTA SHOEMAKER Forever Your Vassal I am tired of being tired. You have stressed me to the extent of resentment. Helped pick my skin raw, searching for … Continue reading
A Walk in my Shoes
BY ALYSSA EDWARDS It makes my body feel like bugs are crawling in it and my head like there’s a fire cracker going to explode. The bug feeling makes my … Continue reading
Joy Lin + Birchleaf Pear
BY KATHERINE DU Joy Lin I. 7.6 pounds, no calculator buttons for teeth, almond-eyed. Beautiful. II. Laolao painted the times tables in her head. Joy squinted and recited … Continue reading
Never Neverland Part One + Spiritual Healer
BY ALFRED BRAZIEL Never Neverland Part One I don’t get it My head aches from thinking Does she love me truly Is this real cause she might lose me They … Continue reading
Sketchbook Love
BY MORAINBOW About the Artist Morainbow is a junior at Bryan Adams High School Leadership Academy in Dallas,TX. Her sketchbook goes with her everywhere.
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