“Brick And Glass” by Kien
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 […]
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 […]
The last few beams of sunlight glistened and reflected off the river, although the moon was already starting to push and grab its way above […]
The thoughts of a small child are nothing more than fragments, growing as they age. By a year old, you should remember how people make […]
Cherry tarts are great. I like them. Do you? Everyone in this town is eating cherry tarts right now. This is because I put a […]
(“What is this? This is Aleksei.”) The sun looks down its nose at Otchayaniye. The capital—Nichto—is almost devoid of life. Windowless monstrosities of buildings reach […]
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