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Alye

When my best friend and I first met, we hated each other. In second grade the girl with the brown bangs found a way to make the girl with...

Almost a Halfway Love Story

I stay with him because he loves me. He doesn’t expect much from me—dinner three times a week, phone call on Sunday, embody a plus-one at...

Fear at 18

When I was in kindergarten, my dog Sophie chewed up my favorite stuffed animal that I slept with every night, leaving the tiger a...

A Marriage Story?

I don’t remember happy I remember compliance And sharing out of necessity I don’t remember happy A blossom in full bloom The majority...

Youth Culture in Bedroom Pop (research essay)

Over the past few years, the bedroom pop music genre has gained a significant following in younger listeners in their teens and twenties....

Starving for Connection / baggy

I just want to talk. I want our words to intertwine like melodies, and I want those melodies to turn into songs that I can listen to on...

I Am A Teenage Girl

I am a teenage girl. I am a weird teenage girl. I am a teenage girl who feels like she is going through everything at once yet thinks she...

Rise with Black Lives

I’m trying to rise Head on pillow Pillow of problems Pillow and head working to solve them I’m trying to rise Sun in sky says while he...