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A poem exploring life, and the crucial moments leading to death; by the hands of others and by our own.
Creative Writing
Poem: the poisoned apple
they say you never sleep, yet you’re full of dreams. you’re a mosaic of blinding lights, each piece of you gleaming in the spotlight, you know so well. a flash of red, yellow and green i look into your kaleidoscope of traffic lights; it hypnotizes me....
Kimchi Boy
A creative writing story about the “Kimchi Boy.”
Poem: Strange(r)
A poem about a young girl still grappling with her sexuality in the context of her culture.
Poem: Sometimes
Sometimes I want to forget, to close my eyes and breathe, To go back to the bitter-sweet smell Of the ocean, To feel the soft, rhythmic waves hitting against my ankles, To listen to the resonant sound of crashing water and the cry of seagulls. Oh how I want...
Column: The C-word
High school junior, Ella Warner, explores the anxiety that comes with the college process, especially as a student whose high school experience has been almost entirely virtual.
Short story: The Edge of the World: The Edge of Life
A story of a boy on the edge. See the world through the eyes of a broken soul, where there is comfort in certainty; even the certainty of death.
poem: ripped clutter
clusters of granola and cane sugar swarm, densely coating the thumping heart gurgling rancid pomegranate seeds and flaky scales of fish oil pools slovenly on the oceanic floor it drips steadily into the fetid waters, moments before pinguid bubbles rise ...
Short story: poison apples, poison worms (and friendship)
Stepping back from the passionate beams shooting from the sun’s beady pupils, I partially shield my stinging eyes, pupils wavering on the wobbling iron ladder, its full height stretched against one of the bouquet of richly populated tree branches out of the thousand...
Column: Marvels of deep sea fishing
Five in the morning, walking along the Alaskan pier to meet my captain for the day. The cold temperature made my lips numb and my hands shiver. It was the complete opposite of what it was like in my hometown, California. California is known for its warm and stable...