Cola Latte

By Katerina Bonderud, TIWP Student Picture this: You are in a coffee shop trying to study for finals. You have a cup of “coffee” which is actually just a cup of hot chocolate that your are waiting to cool down. Beside it, you have a bag of gummy bears because those are the only sane […]

Searching For Her (An Excerpt)

By Maxine Pollock, TIWP Student The skies opened up as I pulled my jacket tighter around my body. The dim street lights did very little to illuminate my puddle-infested walk home. My straight brown hair was plastered to my face but the downpour persisted. Despite my fifteen years of existence in rainy Vancouver, I had […]


By Elizabeth Oxendine, TIWP Student She walks down the cobblestone stone street with a crooked smile. The humidity hugs her skin too tightly but, it’s nothing compared to the dress she’s wearing; it steals the breath out of her lungs and gives her nothing back. Black lace fades into the night sky and she wonders […]

The Old Victorian House

By Zoe Moga, TIWP Student The day her mother slapped her face, Jolene faced a crossroad in her destiny:  leave her childhood home or stay and suffer. As Jolene looked out the window in the old Victorian house, the everlasting Tennessee sky seemed larger than life. Stars twinkled while her mother screamed at the old […]

One for Every Day of the Week

By Alexia Tzortzis, TIWP Student Monday: Whose eyes are a clear gray tinted in blue, black rimmed glasses frame her eyes as strands of her blond hair fall in perfect strands, escaping from the expertly created bun spiraled on the top of her head. Her make-up perfectly done, and her books stacked neatly in her […]

A Reminder

By Julia Lima, TIWP Student wake up in silk sheets. notice how it feels to rub your toes against them. get out of bed. its early in the morning. notice how cold your breath is. the window beside you is tremendous. it is raining over the tall city buildings. listen to the sound of your […]

Saffi (an excerpt)

By Scarlett Mosher, TIWP Student Saffi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. The mixture of metal and dust lay in a thin layer across her tongue, sucking the water from her mouth. Everything felt dry. Even her ripped, blood-soaked legs felt like bones dried by desert winds. She wasn’t sure if it […]

Amending Section 377

By Neena Grewal, TIWP Student I met god in a river off the coast of India. I was young and naive and never said hello back. Her hair tickles my collarbone, breaths soft and paced against my neck. Beside me, the Atlantic Ocean passes through a layer of glass and 35,000 feet of turbulent air. […]

The Gods Are Dead

By Alexia Tzortzis, TIWP Student Zeus sits at a bar and orders a thousand drinks, smiling at girls who see him and think of the pepper spray tucked into their sleeves. Hera waits at home, with the numbers of all the girls and their Facebook pages open. She wants to tell them to take her […]

If I Die Before My Sister

By Neena Grewal, TIWP Student If I die before my sister, tell her to paint my coffin. Get her canary yellow, burnt sienna, bloody red, and beg her to cover the black lid in color—so bright it almost seems silly to cry over it. Tell her to paint the ocean we visited, the lavender that […]