Letter from My Older Self

By Sarah Hawkins, TIWP Student A grade. Your outfit. A wrong answer. Your acne. None of it matters.Not to blow your bubble, but no one will care, no one will remember.You say the wrong thing, you make a mistake.So what?Who you are at this moment does not define who you will be for the rest of […]

Letter to My Younger Self

By Aly Kirke, TIWP Student Dear Aly Three Years Ago, Believe it or not, we’re graduating in less than a month. In the fall, we’ll be at film school. Last night, we had prom with our amazing friends and lived the many movies we’ve seen. I wish I could tell you this but even if […]

Never Enough

By Emma Stokes, TIWP Student She tries. She does. I promise she does. Maybe she tries too hard. Maybe she compares her self the portraits of those beautiful women in France. She compares her brain to those of the great scientists, writers, and observers of history. She could live up to those expectations. One day […]

Goldilocks

By Reagan Kaelle, TIWP Student Sometimes I feel like I’m trapped in the story of Goldilocks. All teenage girls are. We are “too hard” or “too soft.” “Too hot” or “too cold.” Never just right. Our walk through life is a winding one. Girls balance on the blade of a knife or the column of […]

Writing On Walls

By Katerina Bonderud, TIWP Student When I was young, I used to write on my walls. Just out of sight from anyone who would stumble in or out of my room, it was a secret I kept behind the door of my life—along with many other secrets that I hide in random places in the […]

Keeper of Joy

By Kayli Harley, TIWP Student It’s not being in charge of my life that scares me. What scares me is that being the keeper of my fate means I am the keeper of my joy, too.  Pain is easy to hold. It’s not easy to carry, but it fits in my hands just so, like […]

Five Senses

By Mia Kimball, TIWP Student I hear birds chirping, people talking, music and cars.I see people writing, trees, houses, and grass.I smell my mask. It burns my nose.I feel my shoes. They are too tight. There are people playing volleyball. I want to play with them.People are laughing. I want to laugh with them.I see […]

The Game

By Genet Dutto, TIWP Student Life is like a game… an orchestrated symphony of levels and anchors to boost you to the next level. It’s a program in which to discover who belongs here and who doesn’t. Like a game, you are praised and honored for getting to the next level. But when you don’t, […]

The Things We Do to Fit In

By Cameron Drue, TIWP Student I wish I could say I wasn’t a follower of the beauty standards created by men, or that I never let the patriarchy influence me, but I do. To fit a man’s view of beauty, I put pounds of bleach in my hair every two months, straighten my wavy hair every […]

The Forest

By Aly Kirke, TIWP Student I feel the moss beneath my feet. Between my toes. It’s squishy. Soft. Cool like the pillow I turn over as I fall asleep. I’m alone, but I’m not lonely. The trees whisper me secrets in the wind. I feel like I belong, like the trees and the stars are […]