By E.C., TIWP Student Why do you do this to yourself: dress nicely for a boy who doesn’t care, ask him how his day was, even though you already know the answer (“Good,” without a “How are you?”), act dumb and pretend you don’t know what a certain phrase means, just so you have an […]

Here You Are

By Jenna Zapalac, Guest Contributor Angry. It’s been a rough day. You’re bursting with emotion, have so many things to say you can’t remember them all. You’re finally alone. Quiet. Peaceful. You feel like screaming, shattering the tranquility of the serene lake and sending a ripple around the world because you have something to say, […]

Dreams Smell Like Jasmine

By Charlotte Houston, TIWP Student It’s that time of year again:  the time of wishes. The earth spins and whirls and every year we are thrown back, smack dab in the middle of here— on a suburban street that’s sunbathing in new light. The air is heavy with hope and promise— haven’t you seen the […]

Lazy Summer Afternoon

By Veronika Pister, TIWP student Peach tea on a Sunday afternoon wooden porch and crystallized sugar mornings like honey evenings like scotch And every soul in the county knows 11pm is the best time to see the fireflies against the treeline And every kid in the house knows that after church there will be a […]

A Girl Like Me

By Izzy Gravano, TIWP student I think about the girl in Texas, or Georgia, or Alabama, sitting in the back of her Latin class, hiding behind her headphones, and her braces, and glasses and frizz. We aren’t that different. But she doesn’t dare put a bumper sticker on her car that would indicate that she […]

If You Could See What I See

By Loryn Nieto, TIWP student If you could see what I see, your eyes would light up with the bluest flame. An ocean of chills would wash over your skin and leave you sparkly with salt crystals. The sky would reflect in a thousand tiny mirrors giving you slices of a sunset in every perspective. […]

Push and Pull

By Veronika Pister, TIWP Student Her cheeks glowed a pink sunset, her eyes, the blue horizon. How new and enticing this feeling is: warmth bouncing between his arm and her shirt, his skin and her shoulder, his blood and her blood. How fresh yet bizarre, the feeling of his breath, her cheek, his smile, her […]

The ABC’s

By Emily C., TIWP Student I am an abstract aardvark, answering astonishing arguments. I am a blubbering balloon, baffled by the big brain. I am a curious centipede, crawling to cure craziness. I am a defiant dog, defending deliberate discussions. I am an enormous elephant, evening everyone’s emptiness. I am a ferocious feline, finding fresh […]

Tell Her

By Izzy Gravano, TIWP Student Tell the daughter she is fragile like a bird. She is fragile and can’t be spoiled, not spoiled and not sheltered, not left behind the shoulder, or alone on the bench, not looking in the mirror and afraid of what looks back. It takes time for the fragile shell to […]