Category:Words

Sixth Sense

Olivia Barton

Our house on Pocahontas Path was small and inviting, with a 70s-style flat roof, a tree swing in the front yard, and a minor cockroach problem. Inside, ribbons, dance shoes, crayons, and sugar- free Cheerios littered every corner. At the…

Old Photograph

Shivam Sengupta

Looks like it was taken from a very old camera. The film’s grain appears much sharper than grains of sand. The blue in the sky is paler than it should be, blurring the lines between sea and sky. Cameras back…

That Window, My Window

Luna Ramos

Have you ever looked back on your life and realized that there were people, objects that pretty much shaped your childhood, made you into a more creative, interesting person? I found mine at a very young age. No, actually, it…

Three Poems from We Play a Game

Duy Doan

Rat-tat-tat We heard Changes three times on the radio. First on the way to Salem. Again on the way to the grocery store on the way back from Salem. And then again on the way to pick up Becky and…