It’s the 20th day of July. She has no classes that Friday afternoon, and an old friend of hers is visiting the city. They decide to meet up — something they planned to do months prior when she first announced … Continue reading Santa Monica
“Well, now that you’re cleaned off, I guess we can get a spot at the Inn,” Kai says, rubbing his eyes with one hand while stretching with the other. I have to admit, he does look quite cute when doing … Continue reading Divine Warrior Part 6 by Rin Pheonix
“Good morning. Not sorry to wake you up, so let me kill you,” I say, readying my sword. It charges at me. It must have understood. I only now realize that this Imp has ridiculously large fists. It continuously slams … Continue reading Divine Warrior Part 5 by Rin Phoenix
Estaba enamorada de ti;* You thought you understood me so well, Pero no sabías nada de mí.** Blind me with tears so I wouldn’t see That heaven was your disguise of hell; Estaba enamorada de ti. Egoistic is … Continue reading Estaba Enamorada De Ti (I Was In Love With You) by Ivy Z.
Note: These are a few poems selected from a poetry book I wrote for someone special to me – Sydney B. Words of love spill out of my mouth, Jumbling up like a puzzle. Thus I resort to my … Continue reading My Everything by Sydney B.
Haikus are my voice I can’t say anything else Send help to me please Continue reading Horrible Haikus Vol. 4 by Michelle L.
Looking down at my city from this plane, At last I’ve come to realize something. That from afar everything seems plain, But once you’re closer you see hidden things. The ocean’s surface glistens like a gem, It stretches far … Continue reading From Afar by Alice Y.
Frogs are the future Let’s eat them all for dinner Save all the chickens! Continue reading The Future is Frog by Makayla W.
THE CHASE when i was 12 i chased after the new boy next door only to stop and fear when he returned my affections and the liking is gone replaced by annoyance and disgust they say the fun is in … Continue reading Roses with Thorns: A Collection of Poems by hederahelix
*This is based on the stories of five Residential School survivors. This short story is meant as an informative and respectful reflection of their lives and contains sensitive material regarding the experiences of those Residential School survivors. I love my … Continue reading i was waaseyaa