The forest was a peaceful place. In the mornings it was cool, and a thick mist hung over the trees like a spiderweb. A low hum of life pulsated in the swelling dawn; crickets jingled, birds fussed, four-legged...

“Zeus planted a killing doom within us both, / so even for generations still unborn / we will live in song" (Helen, The Iliad, 6.423-426). The world is gold with afternoon. You unfold from the leaf...

This article was originally published by Cape Fear Voices/Teen Scene. It has been republished with permission as part of We Are’s international student voice partnership.   I grab a pencil...

To sit unbothered, on another cold grey morning in the city, to watch the rain patter on the grey umbrellas of the grey humans that present them, sinking deeper into the sidewalk. This was James. There,...

The piercing stares burn through my blue scrubs, stained wine red. I try to un-hear the wailing ambulance and crying families, un-see the nurses scrambling around occupied rows of hospital beds, un-smell...

Desirée’s tailbone rammed into the hard plastic of the folding chair, while the bleach cleaner, veiled in artificial lemon scent, pierced the harsh fluorescent light. The rattling exhalation and reassuring...

 My heart screams with a voice of rage. A voice of agony. I can’t understand why the world would strike at me again, taking away what I love most. I just can’t understand.    ***    The...

Breathe, Grace.     The fresh breeze cooled her flushed cheeks, unsettling the white petals of the Baby’s-breath held in front of her chest. Oranges and golden yellows decorated the concreted...