By Izzy G., TIWP Student Tell the daughter she is fragile like a bird. She is fragile and can’t be spoiled, not spoiled and not sheltered, not left behind the shoulder, or alone on the bench, not looking in the mirror and afraid of what looks back. It takes time for the fragile shell to […]
Ocean Sage
By Sophie Bubrick, TIWP Student I love the sea. But I couldn’t love the sea without the air, the salty, cold, invigorating air that nurtures and makes anything seem possible. I love closing my eyes in moments like that. I love feeling sheltered from all the responsibilities and petty worries in life. If I were […]
The Girl You Once Knew (An Excerpt)
By Alexia Tzortzis, TIWP Student Astaroth I stared at my brother. His black hair glossy in the white moonlight, leaking through the broken roof of the abandoned warehouse. “Do you think the others are OK?” The question came out raspy, my throat dry and raw from the effort. “Behemoth and Beherit are with them, not […]
My Verbal Space
By Izzy G., TIWP Student I think about the verbal space as a balloon or brown paper bag with an opening at one end, breathing in….and out. The bad stuff filling it up as an inhale, then an exhale with relief. Words dance on the sound waves like a bow shot from an arrow going […]
You Will Shine On Him
By Ariele Taylor, TIWP Woman’s Program My sweet friend, truly you walk with God. Your spirit—humble and unafraid. Open. Your eyes—a beacon, radiating light, filled with tears, depending on the conversation. Your body—following your heart, ready to embrace or celebrate the divine every day. I imagine you next to that hospital bed holding your son, […]
Caelia
By Lizzie Arroyo, TIWP Student Caelia kept her head down and her legs together, just like she was told. That just seemed like the easiest thing to do. Why bother telling her father she hated all the dresses he picked out for her, because they covered up too much of her? Why bother telling the […]
Loryn
By Megan Lewis, TIWP Student The words were already in the pattern of the music; they sprang from it. Painted in colors of rose and gold, poetry shifted into a symphony, into a lullaby. Just as water evaporates in the summertime and the trees shed their leaves, I found myself growing. Changing. In the music, […]
A Story of Love
By Ryann Drue, TIWP Student he touched her rosy cheek. passion. his finger traced the lines of the shadows on her face. intimacy. he lifted her chin. affection. he pressed his lips against hers. love. he gave her everything. everything she wanted. he was the everything that she wanted. and she was the same to […]
Being Woman
By Izzi Roth, TIWP student The foot comes off the gas, and as the tires slowly grab the pebbles off the ground, it goes dark. A voice calls out “hey would you come here a sec” and it all goes dark. You step out of the house and a pair of eyes gropes you from […]
Let the Girl Be.
By Melissa Quiter, TIV Editor-in-Chief “Let the girl go!”Or just let the girl be. I know I am scared of searching for that treasure hidden inside inside me. It is a scary process – unearthing your true self and unleashing your maximum power upon this earth. In the end, I will likely discover that I […]
The Intuitive Voice 