Articles by Prof. Suki Wessling

I am sad. They will try me for that too, but I am already going to be executed so it does not matter. I don’t […]

Mud is no longer my enemy. I drag it down my face as it pools in my eyes and snags on my forked eyelashes. My […]

One of the main goals of Teen Writer’s Lab is to encourage flexibility and cooperation in writing. Every week, we do “prompts” that may involve […]

As a general rule, I like sleeping. I’d be much happier if I was allowed to sleep in until at least noon. This is, admittedly, […]

The sky is blue—or, at least, I perceive it as blue. The clouds are gray, holding hands with the endless sky. The trees cover the […]

It began with a door, a door in my bedroom wall that should not exist. The day was cloudy, gray and dark. My spirits hung […]