By Kayli Harley, TIWP Student Here is how she died: Her heart beat too fast, for too long, and burst inside her chest. The tears she shed burned her skin, they eroded her away until there was nothing left. Her bones trembled until they cracked, and when her heart burst there was nothing left to […]
Depths of The Atlantic
By Maya Petzoldt, TIWP Student Up and down, that’s how it goes. Up and down and all around again. I wished I could do more. But there’s little you can do in the middle of the Atlantic ocean. I would wish for people to come find me, but they don’t. I planned this. I told […]
Fires and Spirits
By Maya Petzoldt, TIWP Student Fire. My hand is on fire. I should be more worried. This is not a normal occurrence. Yet, I don’t have an ounce of worry, not an ounce of fear. The tips of my fingers are black and burned, but I felt no pain. The fire rests on the tips […]
My Child Self
By Kayli Harley, TIWP Student It’s that feeling again. The one that shakes my bones, quivers my lip, and weighs my heart heavier in my chest. My breath is quicker, my hands tremble, my body aches. I stare at the mirror and look into my eyes. They are so familiar in their pain, glossed over […]
Kitchen Witch
By Scarlett Mosher, TIWP Student Oddly enough, people tend to assume that kitchen witches are always women. While the feet that pace the cobblestone floor may belong to my mother and sisters and friends stopping by for a cup of tea, I pace the kitchen as well, sifting flour and balancing too many eggs in […]
Volkov and I (An Excerpt)
By Reese Whipple, TIWP Student It was minutes before sunrise when I was geared up beside my friends and ordered by our Verkande Leader to send a quiet, religious farm town to fiery hell. God’s Hidden Valley was one of the largest towns in all of The New Californian Empire, yet held a rather small […]
Phasing: Part I
By Mira Dente, TIWP student The first thing I recognized was darkness. Suffocating blackness, surrounding me on all sides. Then came light, a blinding wave of brightness, forcing my eyes to open. One by one, my senses returned to me. First touch, the realization that I was in a bed, on top of sheets, under […]
The Story of Two Blueberries
By Katerina Bonderud, TIWP Student All curious eyes were hidden behind the curtain of their eyelids. “I brought something for you this morning.” The monotone voice spilled into throughout room. I hope it’s food… Is it money? I didn’t ask for anything… What did he bring us? I don’t care what you brought, I don’t […]
An Exploration in “The Social Anxiety Filled Coffee Shop”
By Nitya Uthayakumar, TIWP Student This is the only coffee shop in town that has absolutely no seating, so you are bound to be stuck in front of someone at a table, awkwardly trying to mind your business and get work done. For some people that sounds amazing, a way to spice up their day […]
The Beach
By Aly Kirke, TIWP Student I’m sitting on the stone floor of a cell I don’t belong in and the only thing I can do to get out is close my eyes. I’m at the beach. The waves crash gently, spraying me with salty tears of joy. The breeze is chilled, but not cold, and […]
