The God of War

By Stella Cox, TIWP Student Ares. My name seems to ring in my ear, as I hear the whisper of war. When you hear my name you don’t think of someone who is gentle or kind. When you hear my name you think of war. When I was young my father used to tell me […]


By Laurel Reader-Taatjes, TIWP StudentThere’s a gentle beauty in silence. The emptiness after something stops. The tension before it begins. But this silence is different. Not exactly silent, not really. Sounds weave their way through it, like moonlight through a trees branches. This silence isn’t gentle, it isn’t oppressive or even anticipatory. This silence is […]

Never Let Go

By Emma Stokes, TIWP Student I don’t know how to do anything anymore. I can’t walk without feeling your hand missing from mine. I can’t talk without missing your witty responses. I can’t sleep without your arms around me. I can’t bear to look at your photos. I can’t shine without feeling like you are […]

Better Bethany

By Evelyn Mona Broce, TIWP Student I can’t believe what happened to me this year. It changed my life forever. It all started on the 100th day of school. I was hanging out with um… a drawing (since I don’t really have many friends), when Tiffany Roberts came in. Then, when I was walking to […]

Hello Again

By Olivia Tiffin, TIWP Student “Hello Again–”… A figure lays on the black, cold floor of the Abyss. “We haven’t talked in a while,” its voice glum and sharp as it echoes through the void. “Or, have we just spoken?” it asks, no expression as its empty masked face glares up into the abandoned, shadowed, […]

The Wolf

By Zara Quiter, TIWP Student Once you’ve read the title, you’ll probably have a grudge against me. It’s a little rude, but I am a wolf.  A starving, tired, lonely wolf.  So am I really that cruel? If I saw a little girl in a red cloak and a basket full of cookies, would you […]

Aisha: A Pakistani Taliban Story

By Sasha Fried, TIWP Student     I have refused to give in to the Taliban ever since they entered my home country, Pakistan, when I was 10. I have never in my life gone to school. I don’t know how to read or write. I don’t have any memory of ever seeing my mom’s hair […]


By Jessy Wallach, TIWP Student Once upon a time, an oak tree was the world. Its roots decomposed into dirt and its leaves made air and the seeds from its flowers floated up and up and up and mapped out constellations. And somewhere along the way, probably by accident, it created life. And then opposable […]


By Jessy Wallach, TIWP Student When I lived out in Fairbank, I’d go visit Mrs. Walsh every Thursday. I’d always bring a small Tupperware of strawberries from my garden to give to her. She grew her own, but they were small, seedy, and sour, and the patch was constantly picked clean by birds, deer, and […]

First Contact

By Maya Petzoldt, TIWP Student February 23rd, 2022, 10:36 pm. I can’t sleep, I just can’t. I can roll over in my bed as many times as I want, I won’t fall asleep. I try going to the bathroom, I try getting water. Hell, I even try getting up and running around to see if […]