One for Every Day of the Week

By Alexia Tzortzis, TIWP Student Monday: Whose eyes are a clear gray tinted in blue, black rimmed glasses frame her eyes as strands of her blond hair fall in perfect strands, escaping from the expertly created bun spiraled on the top of her head. Her make-up perfectly done, and her books stacked neatly in her […]


By Libby Hawkins, TIWP Student “You are so shy. You are too quiet.” Maybe being quiet means I’m trying to be at peace with myself. Maybe it means I don’t feel I need other’s approval. Maybe being shy means I like my own presence. Maybe it means I don’t feel like I need to put […]

The Mask

By Bella Temkin, TIWP Student If masks are only in cartoons, then that is what our world must be. To comprehend that they exist, you must see beneath. So sweet, so pure they are, reeking of innocence and whispering of addictive fantasies. Only the strong can curb the temptation. Only the real can conquer the […]

Why Are We Here?

By Audrey Lambert, TIWP Student If fire dances, why do we stand still? If a river runs, why do we walk? If rain falls, why do we never leave the ground? If trees sway, why are we stiff? Where is our passion? Why do inanimate objects spark more change than we do? A river can […]

A Reminder

By Julia Lima, TIWP Student wake up in silk sheets. notice how it feels to rub your toes against them. get out of bed. its early in the morning. notice how cold your breath is. the window beside you is tremendous. it is raining over the tall city buildings. listen to the sound of your […]

To the Woman Who Will Fall in Love With Me

By Neena Grewal, TIWP Student I am not a gentle soul. I am not the field of flowers, but the skittering bugs and wild songbirds surrounding it. I am not a tranquil sea, quiet and deep, but the raging waves miles above the sand. I am not a jar of iced tea on the porch […]

This Is My Love

By Isabella G., TIWP Student I want to fight for a kind of love that means something.  I want to fight for a love that opens the door for me, and holds my hand when it needs to be held.  I want a love different from anyone else’s. I want a love that bleeds outside […]

Mother Earth

By Julia Lima, TIWP Student (Inspired by the Mary Oliver poem, The Summer Day, in which she asks, “What is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”) you begin a moon round, yellow, and almost too full beyond the trees behind the world you burn and melt and drip into […]


By Lucy Terhar, TIWP Student Why are people mean? Because they are feeling hurt? Because they are sad? Because they are mad? Because they think it’s funny? Because there’s nothing else to do? Because they don’t understand what their actions can do? Because they are insecure? Because they are sensitive themselves? Because they think putting […]

Daydreaming My Reality

By Isabella G., TIWP Student I’m still daydreaming my reality into being. I am asking the fates up above to weave a truth for me that I can cherish.  I am anxious to learn how it will shape me. I am anxious to embrace it because I know it will be filled with highs and […]