Tag: Paige Soden
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The Honest Letter by Ciara Lieby The letter wasn’t supposed to exist. Leo had written it at 2:17 a.m., hunched over his desk with nothing but a dim lamp. All he could hear was the steady thump of his own heartbeat filling the silence. It wasn’t for a grade, or a contest, or even meant…
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Confirmationby Adam Petrosino Epigraph: The Holy Sacrament of Confirmation completes the divine promise initiated at Baptism, as the adult self now chooses to commit to faith without the bias of parents. The laying of hands, the anointing with holy oil, and the whispered utterance of faith confirm that he is now to live maturely as…
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“A Flying Star” by Sophia O’Brien I wish I was a star, but I instead have a lot of scars.Scars of failures, and sadness that sinks deep into everywhere. As I lay on the ground, I cried.I look up at the stars, and I dream of joy.Not the joy of shining bright to everyone. But…
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The WoodsBy Olivia Lieby Growing up, Barbara Ann Thomas was warned not to go into the woods on the edge of their property after nightfall. “The Woods are hungry,” her mama had said, pointing out the dark trees from the step of the porch. “They’ll eat a child like you right up. And they’re not…
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A Little Pink Pale BodyBy Maya Feliz Life wasn’t something I looked forward to anymore. When I was 7, my uncle murdered my mom and dad. When I was 13, I was thrown out into the streets. I usually frequented this one alleyway, sat in it alongside heaps of dirty napkins, empty drinks, and more.…
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Mr. MiyagiBy James Shandrowski You sat in front of the television, you see a lesson from Mr. Miyagi. Daniel stands on the bow of the boat. You think of learning to solve the Rubik’s Cube, Your friend did too, only he can do it 10 seconds faster than you. Daniel practices throwing punches. You think…
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“Spots All Over Me” by Sophia O’Brien Spots are my flaws that keep on spreading.Everything I do wrong I get what I deserve, and I get hurt. I try not to complain, and leave it alone, but I can’t stop the spots from coming.They keep on coming, and spreading. It’s like the flu, it makes…
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Warmth of LoveBy Liliana Sosnowski April third.Six-o-six in the morning.The sterile hospital room is silent, the tick of seconds passing on the circular clock on the wall ricocheting offthe room.There is no cry.No wail.No gurgle.No knowing sign of new life.A culmination of nine months of love is torn away.A pale yellow nursery will have to…
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ContritionBy Kathryn Haig Snowflakes, heavy and dark, fell upon her lashes as she sat in the church’s courtyard, keeping Mary company. Or perhaps Mary was keeping her company. She could never quite tell who was doing who a favor and suspected that was exactly how Mary wanted it. Having tossed her gray jacket over one…
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Something HereBy Jacob Kozarsky “There’s something here. I need you to see this.” You followed the mysterious stranger into the trees and the darkness. You had every reason to be on edge. After all, who in their right mind would follow a random figure deep into the forest? Yet somehow, you knew deep down that…
