Crashing Together

by Olivia Stein

The car is spinning, and I can’t do anything to stop her screaming. Her scarf swipes my eyes, a burst of red and blue. “Oh my god!” she screams, her voice one million daggers. Her herbal tea splashes my denim legs, the smell of passion fruit wafting up to meet my nose.

Memoir In Full Color

by Maria Brescia-Weiler

I am her dog Lacy. Blue black fur, soft dark eyes, the color of the blue in the center of a fire. Her mother’s parents had pushed and pushed for them to get a dog, but the father wouldn’t even think of it . . .

Poetry Collection

by Luisa Banchoff

She thought about the hammock, / The one she had heard her ninth grade teacher talk about in / That heart-spun tale of practice makes perfect.

Fighting Back

by Lillie Lainoff
I slide the fencing mask on, fixing it so it is straight. Bending my knees, I stand in the familiar position, waiting for the call that will turn my world into slashing blades and lunges.

The Unfinished Notebook of Sid Vicious Fitzwilliam

by Andrea Mirviss

Hello. My name is Sid Vicious Fitzwilliam, and I’m named after Sid Vicious, from the Sex Pistols. Except, my last name is still Fitzwilliam. I live in North Hamsteadshire, in North Wales. I’m nine-and-a-half. I’ve got a mum, and a dad, and a pet sheep named Ringo.

A Life Apart

by Sofia Laguarda
I bend over a pan, my hands raw from scrubbing. The remains of last night’s spicy tomato grilled chicken and naan bread are still stuck to the skillet, despite the warm water and soap I poured all over it.

Anti-Gay Bullying and the Dilemma of a LGBT High School

by Isaac Stanley-Becker
Five days a week, Taelor Dorsey takes a bus from her grandmother’s home on Chicago’s South Side to Harlan Community Academy High School on South Michigan Avenue.