Monday. Badly brewed tea and a scone I should’ve eaten by last Thursday. My boss tells me I’m drifting. I smile, or try to, until …
High School by Carissa Cicchini
School has taught me more about trying to fit in rather than getting to second period on time, and being picked last for dodgeball made …
February Writing Challenge
Welcome, Germies, to this month’s writing challenge! This challenge will begin today and will end February 28th. However, you are welcome to come back anytime to complete …
Stars Can’t Shine Without Darkness by Dylan Devine
i have been a sufferer of depression since 2009, i used to be bullied for many different reasons, for the way i dressed, for the …
Baby Teeth by Megan Waring
I lost you like a yellow balloon With wrists so small it’s not enough bone to tie the ribbon tight enough. It floated away until …
Part 6: How Mrs. Johnson’s Home for Broken Boys Came to Be by Jerri Sparks
The 6th installment in Mrs.Johnson’s Home for Broken Boys. There have only been two people I couldn’t save in all of the encounters I’ve had …
Emergency Room by Meggie Royer
When they ask you if his mouth was holy, tell ‘em you have always been capable of making miracles alone. Say amen then amend. Carpenters …
Here-ness and Me-ness in Three Words by Aleph Altman-Mills
“I am here” is one of the best sentences in the world. “I”: all that is swimming inside me. “I”: the worlds building themselves hot …
Buttons by Julia Nunnally Duncan
She stored buttons in a drawer of her Singer Sewing Machine— a collection of varied sizes and colors— rose and ivory and pale green or …