Lessons in Rollerskating, Loss, and Riding the Wind
Mia Wang, ’26. I looked at Flynn, then the rutted ground. Slowly, I lifted my right foot, placed it down. Iwobbled, then stood still. I subconsciously reminisced about the first time I went skating. I had apair of pink skates, cartoon pattern imprinted onto the plastic, just like any 5 year old girl wouldhave asked…
Why I Never Travel
Anonymous, ’24. “I have always wanted to write a fiction story about being stranded alone on an island and the emotions you might be going through.” We’re losing altitude. I’ll try to control the plane but we are going to crash. That is what I heard on the loudspeaker on the airplane. I never thought…
Dying
Anson Richman, ’24. I am running. Running from the past. Running from the future and present. Running from Trade SquareMall’s flimsy excuse for security. Running from my friend. I don’t run very much, and I’ve only been chased before in dreams, so I am acutely awareof my feet and legs, and everything surrounding them. On…
DEPTH OF FIELD
By Vivian Pan, ’25. My mother’s eyes always look alert. Wide open at all times. Even though they are smaller than my sister’s, they give an even more passionate stare. When I struggle in school, I burn by a glimpse of subtle disillusionment that nests in her gaze. The welcoming sparkle slowly disappears and the…
The World’s Stage
By Anonynymous, ’24. Fiction. Acting is an art form used to entertain audiences. Many people praise actors for their performances, after witnessing characters blooming to life. Actors are like godly beings able to hold each and every character in their grasp. They are able to control their own emotions far better than any regular person.…
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