Kyle Olson
My Ten Spoons
Style: N/A Statement: N/A “Now spend this money wisely.” I hear my mother say As she hands me 60 dollars in preparation for the day Where...
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2022-2023 WRITING
Layla Proffitt
1 min
Across the Desert Expanse
Style: villanelle Statement: I wanted to explore a different style of poetry than I would normally write, something more constrained - so...
00
Aneri Shah
3 min
Rainy Days
Style: Fiction Statement: N/A You’re sitting on a cold bench, slightly shivering in a skin tight jacket, which, unfortunately, was soaked...
10
Anthony Luo
4 min
knock knock
Style: N/A Statement: This short story is one of three vignettes which explore brief moments in my life, capturing an overarching theme...
30
Joanne Zhang
1 min
white light
Style: n/a Statement: n/a there’s a monster in my body who wears my face, but it’s not mine. it can’t be mine. there’s something...
60
Dyne Lee
1 min
Permanence
Style: n/a Statement: n/a “You who read me, are you sure of understanding my language?” — Jorge Luis Borges, “The Library of Babel” They...
50
Aiden Ye
1 min
Rain Blocker
For this I messed with dual meanings and imagery for potential things that could be a rain blocker.
10
Jonny Luo
2 min
Hear Nature Calling
This is a poem about my own experiences with hiking and being in nature in general, something I find super calming and peaceful.
20
Christina Chang
1 min
Curiosity Killed the Cat
My curiosity and ambition to try new things have been both my greatest strength and greatest weakness.
30
Parav Manney
7 min
The Adventures of One Unnamed Gent and His Associated Investigations
This short story satirizes philosophical texts and horror stories to the end of an amusing effect.
1060
Dyne Lee
1 min
ophelia, drowning
"ophelia, drowning" is a poem first inspired by the realization that the name Ophelia, from Shakespeare's Hamlet, sounds like "O, filia."
760
Vivian Lei
1 min
My Playground
"My Playground" is a poem that introduces the idea that my backyard is my home.
320
Anais Sobrier
11 min
Red Winter
I experimented with sensory images, repetition, and symbolism to evoke the building itch of anticipation that is used to grip me.
310
Dhilon Prasad
1 min
A Composition of Haikus
I wanted to capture the essence of nature through its destructive elements, its different forms, and its beauty.
140
Florence Hu
3 min
They Sold Her Arms And Legs
This short story was originally written for a collection of vignettes, inspired by a common theme of muffled disappointment.
340
Vivian Wang
2 min
Sedatephobia
This poem is centered on the ways in which we submerge ourselves in distractions to avoid our spiraling thoughts, from music to television.
310
Eva Ruemmler
1 min
an ode to the miscellaneous stuffed animals stowed in my cheetah-print hamper
Stuffed animals are reminders of fond memories, tokens of the past. This is an appreciation for childhood and a reflection on growing older.
230
Jane Lee
1 min
self portrait as the present inside the amazon box that says fragile
I originally wrote “Self Portrait” as a way for me to express the idea of a younger adult becoming independent and in awe of growing up.
550
Layla Proffitt
2 min
Green-Blue Unified
I wanted to comment on the feeling of being watched, of brief and impersonal connections only preserved by a split-second photograph.
380
Emma Fung
2 min
His Last Song
I believe that music, especially from the piano, is an alluring, unbreakable treasure that tells stories without words.
270
Nikhil Mathihalli
1 min
First Day of School
This piece was additionally authored by Dhilon Prasad and William Cao.
300
Jex Popov
2 min
The Boy With Many Faces
When you're neurodivergent it feels like nobody is able to understand you, that everyone is forming relationships and you're left to watch.
250
Leyna Chan
2 min
Intoxicated
If something feels wrong, hesitating will do more harm than reaching out. Depression does not discriminate.
340
Florence Wei
3 min
Something Waiting
It's best to focus on the memories one can make now. Some memories remain forgotten, but days of sunshine are always something to wait for.
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