Mr. Henderson

by Mary-Kate Wilson
Dear Mr. Henderson,
I saw your picture at the grocery store and I wanted to write you a letter. I’ve been on this earth for ten years, eight months, two weeks and three days. In all that time, I’ve never said a word.

The Clock and the Guitar

by Ellen Binstock
There is a red clock and her name is Sasha. There is a guitar that is a boy named Strummy. They grew up together. They became friends at a supermarket. Sasha’s mom wanted a piece of salmon and Strummy’s mom wanted the same piece of salmon. So, they started fighting over it. But they weren’t really fighting.

Looking for the Doll

by Bernadette Frishberg
Ryan and Kitty teamed up to look for the doll.
They were shortly followed by Beatrice (who was being carried by Dylan, who was next to his sister, Taylor), Brianna, Layla, Laila, and all the other cousins ranging from age two to age seven, who must have figured out that Ryan and Kitty knew where the doll was MUCH better than the rest of the family did.

Strengths and Weaknesses

by Adele Lehman
I am alone. I have no path to follow. I am a gonner with no friends and a boyfriend who barely cares about what I do or think. I want to break up with him, but honestly I don’t know how… so for now, we’re still together. On the other hand, I have to take care of my baby sister Margaret, and at the same time I have to catch up on homework that I didn’t do yet because of her.

Peter and the Ring

by Tyreece Mary
Once upon a time, there was a boy named Peter. He went to an amazing school. A lot of kids couldn’t get into the school because there weren’t enough spaces for everyone who wanted to go there. He was lucky that his grades were up, so he could get into the school. But in this amazing school there was a boy named Chibale.

The Artist

by Kalia Boutier
There was a girl named Katie; she loved to make things like hot air balloons, but they didn’t fly. She remembered that she needed to do an art project. So she got to work. She asked her mom if she could use her shoe box to make her project. Her mom said she always wanted her to do school work first.

Poetry Collection

by Nora Claire Miller
there is a thing
inside of this thing.
a sparrow swelling
beneath my air conditioner.
brick seizure spelled out in dull light,
the construction of a chord.

Love Stories

by Rachel Berger

Ten minutes
after my first kiss,
All I want
is to stay on this train

Life Within Death

by Andrew Harsh
The white stretch limousine glided down the abandoned street. It was quite unusual to see anything at all moving in this part of town, but even more so with this car of billionaires. In the back rode 76-year-old Anne Terra, 49-year-old Edward Terra, 49-year-old Margaret Terra, and 10-year-old Andrew Terra. The Terras were the richest family in Attleboro.

A Man and his Mom

by Mia Martinez
After he finished, he drank the milk from the bottom of the bowl. This man lived alone with one bird and one water bug. He caught the water bug under his refrigerator and bought a mink cage for it.
His mom lived three blocks away from him. They both lived in New Jersey.

Don’t Fly Away, Paloma

by Sophie McNulty
I glance at my room from my bed and receive an indistinct image, as I rest here contemplating the complications I must confront. My life once was simple; lacking crisis and degeneracy, however in the past few weeks these qualities I had assumed a reality disappeared abruptly. I sigh, bury my head into my pillow and weep silently.

Sundown

by Jaidan Robinson
you were sitting on the porch
you hear animals howling
they call you in for supper, you go into a different world
you see different animals
they were trying to speak to you