By Jessy Wallach, TIWP Student Fact One: She was walking home along the Rim. Fact Two: She almost always walked home along the Rim, sometimes with friends, but mostly alone. That day she’d been alone. It was illegal to walk along the Rim, but almost daringly easy to hoist herself over a bent spot in […]
Feeling Warm Again
By Maxine Pollock, TIWP Student Girls are cold, cold as ice. A group of them is even worse. They make it clear that you are unwanted. They make you feel like being different is the worst thing to be. But you stay. You want to feel wanted and maybe if you just spend a little […]
I Sense It
By Kayli Harley, TIWP Student I sense it. The room does not change but everything feels darker. My skin chills, my breath hitches, and my heartbeat quickens. “Hello,” my voice shakes, betraying my false sense of confidence. It does not respond, it only lets out a low, raspy hum that sickens me to my core. […]
Rolling the Dice
By Maya Petzoldt, TIWP Student “What does it mean to roll the dice?” I questioned out loud, swerving the steering wheel to the right and taking us down an ever creepier road. “How the hell should I know?” Vivian respond, sticking her head out the window again, taking another few shots at the car following and […]
This Is What Her Tombstone Reads
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 […]
