The Old Folks Home by Chyanne Hodges

     The year was 1895, and Suzanne had just settled into the nursing home nestled right in the middle of the city. She had been having trouble living on her own since John, her husband of 52 years, had passed last October. It was May now, but despite the spring temperatures that were beginning to show... Continue Reading →

Grandma Jo by Chyanne Hodges

It had been a tradition for many years in the Kelce family. Every year, exactly one week fromChristmas day, we gathered at Grandma Jo and Grandpa Kelly’s house for dinner and the whiteelephant gift exchange. It was usually a great time for Cousins to see each other, the parentsreconnected, and Grandpa and Grandma got to... Continue Reading →

Ai by Kirsten Smart

Brooke had just finished studying in the library and was ready to hit the hay. It had been a long day. First, her roommate’s alarm had rudely jolted her awake at 6 AM for a morning run, making it hard to drift back to sleep. The day was packed with two morning classes, followed by... Continue Reading →

Paper Bouquet

by Heather Chamberlain In shadows and copperhead skins; through cattails and honey bells, my memory wanders to a warm November day on a walk with my sister and her children. Anoles scatter under our feet. Mushrooms appear one by one, then in fives, then in tens, then in twenties, as we walk deeper and deeper... Continue Reading →

Saving Sara

by Heather Chamberlain The hour of doom is drawing near. Soon the bell will toll, and the heathens that patiently wait above will descend to tear his battered soul from its body. They’ll toss it about like a plaything, mocking him, and further bruising and mangling his soul than it already is. He could already... Continue Reading →

Dancing in a Crowded Room

Lilly Busatti | she/her/hers DANCING IN A CROWDED ROOM | SHORT PLAY A SCENE OF DIALOGUE FROM THE ORIGINAL YA NOVEL CHARACTERS William Greenwood      6’2. Blonde hair, striking green eyes that shine at least three different colors when the light hits them just right. A basic black turtleneck that hugs his waist, jeans, Doc... Continue Reading →

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