By Katelyn Ho, TIWP Student Ever since the day that stupid pimple showed up in the middle of my hairline, my hairstyle has been extremely messed up.  I know that I should be grateful that it’s gone. After all, all pimples eventually fade away. I know that pimples are affecting my hairstyle seems like a […]

By Giséle Anagnost, TIWP Student Dear Myself, Though things at times may seem dark and grim, the days ahead are sure to be full of might. Empires are meant to fall, but flames still rise from the ashes. No matter how large the crack, it can still be put back together. So, no matter how […]

By Lina Norris-Raman, TIWP Student Don’t raise your hand in class. Nobody likes a know-it-all. Just sigh and stay quiet, knowing your answer has layers that the boy beside you (so proud of his simple response) can’t even imagine. Don’t speak up when some prepubescent boy says something truly misogynistic. You’re supposed to want them […]

By O. Deng, TIWP Student Friendship is one of those things I’ve learned everything about, but also nothing. Maybe it was my struggle to make new friends at a school whose demographic I wasn’t used to. Maybe it was the way I was sheltered from making new friends as a kid, where I saw the […]

Audrey Harris, TIWP Student Some days I feel purple. Purple like plums, like grapes, or like any sort of fruit you can think of. I don’t really mind the color purple. And other days I am red. Not a raging red, more like a passionate red. Red that expresses love, devotion. Red that leaves your […]

By O. Deng, TIWP Student  “Thank you for your patience!” they say, and I just nod and smile because what can you do except wait? (I spend my minutes waiting for the hours to pass, and I spend my hours waiting for days to pass, and I spend my days waiting for weeks until weeks […]

Jake Sawyer, TIWP Teacher I’m not angry anymore. It feels like a waste of energy to be angry. But I do have an unfamiliar feeling inside. One I can’t quite explain…. like there’s a bundle of worms in my gut, tangled in a knot so intense that no amount of wriggling can free them, forcing […]

Inspired by the poem, “Joy Chose You” by Donna Ashworth By O. Deng, TIWP Student Joy doesn’t care if you’re sad, hungry, tired, or ugly. She’s like a small explosive at the back of your head, that you sometimes forget about but when the time is right she bursts, leaving you wondering how long the high […]

By Aya Riseman, TIWP Student I used to play on the floor with plastic letters. At a time when the world was meaningless and I had nothing important to do, I played. The time I spent, the time I wasted, it didn’t matter.  Back then, the letters were just colors and shapes. I would drop […]

By Lina Norris-Raman, TIWP Student The highway unfolds before us, a dark ribbon under a sky dusted with stars. Wind screams through the open windows. For a fleeting moment, I am boundless. Infinite.  The blasting song begins to fade. I can hear the ocean from outside. The tears I’ve been holding back finally spill over, blurring the […]