There was a scuffling sound somewhere to my right, followed by a clack. I took a deep breath and counted to five before opening my eyes, finding myself looking up at a dark warehouse ceiling. The only...

Period & Context: Around 1985. The main character is a 12-year-old girl who's curious about a house on the outskirts of town.   It was a dark, eerie Halloween night. Alone, I walked the...

The first officer set his palms against the holographic display.   “Captain, there is a planet with a hospitable atmosphere and water here,” he said.   “Initiate a full planetary...

I loathed him. His provoking smirk gave rise to the frustration in me. How could one person cause so much hatred? I loathed that smirk, yet I could not help but admire it. The way his face creased perfectly,...

Our love was like the perfect rom-com movie. I was the younger girl: straight A’s, a good path to college, an athlete, a goody-goody. You were the older, edgy, bad boy who drove a fiery red Mustang....

Sandie Crest examined the odd-looking rock in her hand and felt overwhelmed with a mix of negative emotions. She wondered why this particular rock looked different than the rest while pouring rain started...

It has been years since the nights of lantern light and chilly sand molding under my feet. In these days, the summer nights held cooling sunsets and warm breezes that ran over your shoulders like a thin...

Romanticism exists in soil. Decayed and decaying and will decay. Pieces of God are underneath dying grass with flecks of something holy and poetic in the pollen and leaves. And there’s dirt underneath...

There were many great Young-Adult books released in 2016, but even more are being released in 2017! They range from LGBTQ+ contemporaries to sci-fi and fantasy. These books are released throughout the...

In the kitchen, the walls were painted white.  There were golden knobs on wooden cabinets, dishes scattered over the granite countertop, the dishwasher taking a temporary sabbatical from cleaning plates...

One of the differences between me and the person I love is that she has conversations with the sun and I have conversations with the graveyard outside my neighborhood. It makes for interesting chitchat....

Leaves weaved into her hair, grass looking piercing but feeling soft, laced around delicate fingers, a celestial body that belonged among the stars lay nude among the imperfect earth that was dented with...