An Entire World
Anonymous / 12 That last day I walked those halls, I memorized, in my head, every sight and smell -- Stored it like a sacred star. And...
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- Aug 9
never again will I feel the same
Hannah Myers / 10 (BARE staff) I walk into the Ohio feather-leafed forest, my feet crackling with each step, the dead bodies of old green...
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- Aug 9
i don’t think that was kombucha #2
Jack Son / 12 The shape of water geometric automation of fluid vested upon all but itself unveils workings of gaia beneath and reflects...
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- Aug 9
The Swarm She Never Saw Coming
Quinn Munc / 12 “Tschüss!” Mila wrote at the end of her diary entry. It was a bright, sunny Tuesday in 1926 and she didn’t have a care in...
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- Aug 9
i found a stink bug lying on its back in the sink while i was doing the dishes
Dylan Negroni / 10 & in between blue ceramic plates & delicate, flower covered tea cups i shed a tear for you always destined to be...
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- Aug 9
Dreams
Leah Cashin / 12 (BARE staff) Stars lay spread out in the night sky. They hang there, a work of art; they live. They are bright shards of...
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- Feb 26, 2021
Leadership
By Alana Sayat Albert laughed, looking up at the bloodied sunset. “Hell of a Tuesday, eh?” he said, looking around at the men. They...
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- Feb 26, 2021
Eternal
By Hannah Myers, '23. It’s interesting how You never see the same sunset twice I like forget other people Exist in my world too I like to...
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- Feb 26, 2021
Under the Weather
By Jane Doe. My Conifer yearns for love, just like anybody else. She'd fall head over heels everyday for her unadmitting, golden...
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- Feb 26, 2021
Cancer Scars
By Alea Ramsey, '23. She wore her scars like wings This life has hurt her with no regret. This world has changed her into someone new....
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- Nov 13, 2020
Sun
By Joy Ku, '21. Sun went missing in the sky The shadows did retreat Raindrops dripping, dripping by The rushing hoard of feet Songbirds...
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- Nov 13, 2020
Blue Jay
By Sarah Short, '23. To the Blue Jay that perches upon my backyard fence, you are the naïve portrait of my solitude in all of its glory....
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- Oct 30, 2020
Grief
By Nora Diday. We sit on thin wooden chairs facing a crucifix. The song echoing through the hall smells like loss to the four of us,...
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- Oct 16, 2020
Reflections
By Alana Becker, '22. Gazing at me with an empty stare she calls out my feelings like no one has. The one who lost her breath spitting...
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- Oct 16, 2020
Tomorrow
By Anonymous, '21. It's a simple path to my clandestine cave, (Even if the ghostly ken will it unpave). Just don't forget to cover the...
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- Oct 9, 2020
The Day our Planet Dies
By Cato Weisberg. Today is the day our planet dies. You sit on your back porch with a hand in your hand solemnly thinking of all that...
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- May 1, 2020
Stretches
By anonymous. It stretches black into the distance, the dotted lines mark the path follow the white lines, follow the white lines before...
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- May 1, 2020
Where's the Link?
By Cato Weisberg. My finger hits the “send” button and instantly a world of possibilities comes into focus -- 10,000,000,000...
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- Feb 13, 2020
Flying, Falling
By: Anna Dunsizer I find myself gliding over an ochre sky With the wind rushing past me, flying, falling. With the salty smell of the...
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