Halloween
BY ANNABELLA BOLEY Gabbi cracked the bathroom door just a bit, leaning on the doorframe to avoid falling over. She was a half hour late for trick-or-treating, and, while she … Continue reading
Abyss
BY JANYA BHASKAR I open my eyes. My breath mists as I exhale. I sit up, and look around. I’m in the middle of avast snowfield, white and unending. I … Continue reading
Heritage and To Be a Beautiful Nightmare
BY DIVYA REDDY Heritage 1.34.1.34 billion people.Condemned to suffer, but not.At eye-level, you see animals, burns, and chaos,But look up to those living the modern life,The slight glimpses of order,The … Continue reading
Thoughts in the Dark
BY TRINI FENG I was afraid of the moon. This much I knew. Every night, I drew the curtains and shoved my closet against the window, hoping to block out … Continue reading
Our World, Our Love
BY JAELA CHEN The world we live in. It’s crazy. The fights, the riots, the hate. Kids play outside while parents talk, kids of all colors and races. Black, White, … Continue reading
The Boy Who Lived
BY IRIS MARK The girl sits across from me, laying out her papers and supplies in an almost ritualistic fashion. I watch as she skims questions displayed on her iPad, … Continue reading
Heir To Corruption
BY SYLVI WARSHAVER-STEIN and the daughter of the devil seeks the darkness in the dawn. she loves the color of midnight. she loves the silver taste of blood. tyger tyger, … Continue reading
Clouds Are Overrated
BY SACHIN ALLUMS Clouds are overrated. If you took your fist and punched a cloud, it would dissipate and fly away. A cloud appears fluffy and looks like it contains … Continue reading
Ze Lo Igamer Tov, This Won’t End Well
BY EDEN RAVIV The air hot and sticky, it’s refreshing to step on the icy marble floors. My Safta always keeps the air 30 degrees too cold. Everything neat and … Continue reading
The Weather Man
BY AMY “Dad! I’m going to school! I’ll see you later, love you!” I have an important math test today and the last thing I can think of is showing … Continue reading
How to Read a Bouquet
BY CAITLIN MUSICH, 2022 Dear Corona, I present you with this bouquet of flowers as I sit alone in my room. Now, don’t be flattered. All these flowers together don’t … Continue reading
My Way Home
BY GWENYTH LEE “Camouflage yourself, keep your legs together, you’re interpreting a boy…” all my life I was informed I had to be feminine. I was a child, yet I … Continue reading
Five Poems
BY ARDEN YUM mother tongueHow twisted is itto reduce language into a stringof sounds I don’t understand. To attach melodyto conversation, playing in an elevator. Goingup. My feet off the … Continue reading
Dear Alzheimers
BY ALLISON W. Dear Alzheimers, In my eighteen years of existence, I have watched you grow and take over some of the most vulnerable, most precious pieces of my life. … Continue reading
A Vicious Cycle
BY ADITYA AGGARWAL Salad Days is a poem discussing the lessons I’velearned throughout my childhood. Around the middle ofthe poem, I provide a single lesson that has changed mylife profoundly. … Continue reading
Small Like Grain
BY AMY LIU Did you know that peoples flocked to our homeland, small like grain? They brought their moms & dads & children to this dreamland, small like grain. Oceans … Continue reading
Into the Storm
BY MADISON DYE Family is very important. The people that make up our family are the people that help make up who we are. In my family, we have always … Continue reading
Everything Will Be Alright
BY YUQING KARA LIU January 2059 Her lifeless stare bore a hole in me. My mother was gone, destroyed by the man-made creation that I thought was supposed to bring her … Continue reading
My Momma Always Told Me: You can sleep when you are dead
BY KYANNE SKELTON She is a little woman — little, but her coat, cut for a man, hides the ripple of muscle underneath. Her mouth is open, head tipped back … Continue reading
Suburbia
BY KAI SHERWIN The click-clack of the uneven highway is loud. Really loud. The noise seems endless, so to pass the time, I begin counting the sounds. Forty-five, forty-six, forty-seven…With … Continue reading
nobody wonders nor asks if the streets hide a wood + Two More
BY PATRICIA TANG nobody wonders nor asks if the streets hide a wood nobody wonders nor asks if the streets hide a wood− maybe the asphalt is a … Continue reading
Holly
BY TONY LEE I took the silver platter and slowly unveiled a quadruple-layered cake. The family was gathered around the mahogany table, and the reunion was as high-end as it … Continue reading
Nights and Days Without You, Brother + One More
BY TAYLOR BURGIN Nights and days without you, brother I must learn to be careful— and what I mean is it’s the absence of you that matters, … 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: 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
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
You Can’t Choose Your Fake Family
BY LALE CEYLAN I don’t like Ella. Unfortunately, I’ve had to spend my entire childhood with her because my dad’s Turkishness and my mom’s love for inviting people for dinner … Continue reading
Falling from Grace
BY MICHAEL CRECCO I didn’t even feel myself hit the ground. My headstone reads, “Here lays Connor Grayley, A blessed spirit who was never meant for this world.” When I … Continue reading
Finding My Way Through
BY NOELLE MALDONADO Prologue I am Noelle Nicole Maldonado. Who I was when I first began is much different from who I am now. Picturing myself as a newborn baby–a … Continue reading
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