A Rhyme for the Men

By Julia Lima, TIWP Student a slut. a whore. a prude. a bore. one man, two men, three men, four. sexualization and hate galore! you can’t shame here, you can’t shame there, you can’t shame her anywhere! short skirt, long skirt, no skirt at all, small girl, thin girl, wide girl, tall, in the car, […]


By Ryann Drue, TIWP Student his only regret was burning all the mirrors, not for him to admire his facade in them but because he felt alone now. he felt comfort at the bottom of a swimming pool, open eyes and closed lungs, holding his breath for the girl that would never do the same […]

Land of Love

By Ryann Drue, TIWP Student his smile and his crooked teeth, his blue eyes and the mystery beneath, has me ever so dazed in the hazed land of love. his lips and his touch remain on my skin, like the sweet tattoos that let me know how he’s been. his laugh and his humor something […]


By Ryann Drue, TIWP Student she was the maiden of the land. the angel of the clouds. the white stallion of the rest. she roamed the fields and flew high above the youthful rivers and streams. she could not be silenced. her roar shattered hearts and shot arrows of spades.


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 G., 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 […]