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Sleepwalker
Author: Emir
Memoir
Author and Photo Credit: Louise In my daydreams, you appear before me with your arms open and a smile worth a thousand lives; in my dreams, you run towards me with happiness I haven’t experienced in years and a heart so full it spills into mine. There’s a hotel in Geneva that has my heart,ContinueContinue reading “Memoir”
Gargoyles
Author: Sophia Trees rose upwards, branches twisting together, clasped above the winding path below, slender limbs an emblem of times long passed. As the path sloped, they exposed the deteriorating splendor. Spires rose out of the foggy night. Gargoyles stood guard, facing the sky their menacing faces gleamed, fangs bared, bodies coiled in a crouch.ContinueContinue reading “Gargoyles”
Swing Swinging
Author: Elsa A swing swinging in a playground isn’t anything out of the ordinary. Kids can’t be swinging all day, every day. But when you widen your peripheral and see no one is using the rest of the playground, a feeling will grow in your chest. It could be humor, or it could be indifference.ContinueContinue reading “Swing Swinging”
A Snippet in Time
Author: Elsa He sighed and dropped the pen resignedly. It hit the desk with a low sound, yet it was the only sound in forever, and that fact alone made it echo immensely. Aston dragged a hand over his sweaty face, the burning candle illuminating his face orange. Scribbles of orders, money transfers, and cargoContinueContinue reading “A Snippet in Time”
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Introducing the Wonderland Issue!
“Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality.” -Cheshire Cat
Wonderland
by Sophia, Grade 10 The streets were grey and dreary, fog billowing as people crept along. A never-ending line of gaunt faces flashed in the periphery if one looked close enough. Up ahead, the tinny sound of music rose and fell, and flashes of red and yellow flew by in blurs of garish color. AContinueContinue reading “Wonderland”
Fall
by Emma, Grade 10 Red, orange, and brown leaves crunch under my feet as I make my way through the forest. Sunlight is streaming through the branches above my head, creating little spots of light on the ground around me. I lift my face, letting the warmth of the light caress it. Sounds of natureContinueContinue reading “Fall”
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