By Dinah Sher Gongora There are many more mangoes in the world than the ones found in my grandma’s backyard. Definitely hundreds,...

By Juliana Sena I don’t know how to have creative pursuits. Even after suggesting to write a piece on how I struggle to explore my...

By Skye Patton Transcript: Tennis. A sport that had been played outdoors for most of my life. The green or red courts were barricaded by...

By Brittany Hoskins Understanding when things are not in your control has saved my life. And I mean that literally. As we know, life can...

by Raksha Khetan Graduation is in less than a month. One month. One month till I empty my beautiful apartment full of memories; pack up...

by Kiara Bennett Ode to Love: I love, love. I love the idea of love. It’s such an innately human trait to love. We can feel pain and we...

by Fré Bayuh State of Mind Grief. A natural response they say, though it feels so odd One morning you wake up and life feels normal, the...

by Esther Besson Once a week, I dream of the tears I will constantly shed when I won’t have you in my life anymore; I dread the heavy...

by Mya Turner I feel hot. I feel sexy. Entranced by the Queen in front of me, With her blonde braids extending to her ass cheeks. A...

by Sophie Lyu White. It was all white, all around, gleaming and fluorescent and stark. White: like hospital white, lab-coat white. White:...

(Inspired by Maya Angelou’s Caged Bird) By Emmanuel Messele The free bird is carried by The late August breeze Where sweet Summer rays...

By Skye Patton I feel bad for existing. POC are the minority in the United States, so they stick together and form individual communities...

by Jaden Duenas “ I was inspired to create JACK after a series of ongoing conversations, both internally and with the actor, Will...

By Brianna Altman Portrait by: Schaun Champion As a first-generation college student, I never thought I’d be here. My parents had never...

By Sara Diaz In this world, I feel small. As small as the dust you breathe. The leaves and vines of the people that walk past me reach...

By Sophia Parnell One day, I went to the REI near where I lived in Boston. After finding the thermal clothing I was looking for, I paid...

By Kit Iyer I CAN’T TELL WHERE MY FEET ARE. I SEE YOU STANDING NEXT TO ME, YOUR HAIR GLOWING IN THE LIGHT IN MY EYES, AND I CAN’T FEEL MY...

By Sara Diaz I met you later in my life, Later than I should have. You were supposed to be an emblem passed down to me from my ancestors’...

Deanna Tarraza, a 19 year old Puerto-Rican American, discusses the trials and tribulations of deciding not to go to college. In a time...

by Stacey Dubreus I am flaunting melodies & discord in here: unspoken self-exposés, sticky note statements, a provoking phrase my alter...

By Alexis Puthussery “I always thought the choice was mine and I was right, but I just chose wrong,” Mitski croons over thick layers of...

By Emmanuel Messele Out the window in my room is an alley The alley occupies space between two mirror image brick walls On most days I...

By Jess Zheng As a cis woman of color (and let’s be honest, blossoming misandrist), performing oral sex on straight cis men has always...