By Viviana Sanchez, TIWP Student Every stitch in the quilt, Every dab of a quill Layer, to fan on the fire in the eyes of every young girl The civilized forest nymph The wild female spirit held in the hands of boys Tossed around like a play thing, made pretty and torn at the seams […]

By Tallulah Armstrong-Temple, TIWP Student 1. She is afraidof what?of double meaningssilk wrapped around barbed wirebouquets of roses with thorns so sharp you don’t even notice when they cutuntil blood drips, flowing to fillevery empty thought  staining a dusky red you can’t get out of difference, drifting into uncharted waters  She is afraid of the deep sea of doubt of being okay  letting […]

By Ava Moga, TIWP Student I see the cypress trees.I feel the salty air,the chilling ocean,the granular sand,and the jagged rocks Sweet, plump tomatoeson tangy and dense breadwith potato chipsand chocolate chip cookies the size of my handthat I’m only allowed to have one of. The aroma of sunscreen settlesand I cradle into my warm […]

By Ava Moga, TIWP Student My stomach’s too big.You’ll learn that it’s curvy. My arms take up space.You’re arms are strong and can hold up a whole world. My eyelashes are short.Forget about them look at your beautiful green eyes. My eyebrows are too bushy.You won’t think that when your fifty. He doesn’t like me […]

By Viviana Sanchez, TIWP Student To understand the philosophy of a yearning heart To feel the cobweb of wired words Is to cut of the hydra’s head And dig yourself in deeper Oscillating between highly spiritual and magnificently scientific The brain is a battle field of the holdable and the emotional I suppose human nature […]

By Viviana Sanchez, TIWP Student The sea, of course, the sea The sea, the pearls, the sand, the sea Meddles and mixed where ought not to be reclusive, reluctant, full of Wim and woe is she Noble and static as can be In and from the sea That is where she will lay, the salty […]

By Viviana Sanchez, TIWP Student Everything you’ve ever knownBelongs to the waterAnd back to the water it will goeventuallyBecause our bodies are never really oursAnd our knowledge is never really ours to keepIt belongs to the seaTo the saltiness, to the sandTo the tide, to the shoreWe simply take and after we are buried, we […]

By Viviana Sanchez, TIWP Student Bones and marrowFlesh and bloodThe conscious mindA mental bindThe river of lettersForming the sound structures of my sentences There is no reason, no timeBetween metaphysical and what is under our finger tipsThe reason we write is to sing with no voiceTo paint with no brushTo tell with 26 symbolsIt is […]

By Viviana Sanches, TIWP Student Let me stare at stars And wish for the ground Let there be a revolution, a cause, a battle Some kind of definition for this disaster I wish I could fly Oh how far I would go Past the forest that lingers past light Past the sea, yes the sea, […]