I love fall. The air softens and cools following the sweltering August heat, the sun dips a little lower in the sky, casting a golden haze across the city, and trees shed their embers, freeing them to...

Half awake, I walk towards the Walled Lake Central High School entrance for my water polo tournament. But instead of being met with the usually empty hallways leading to the pool, I’m met with glitter...

Five months ago, I looked in the mirror and didn’t recognize myself We’d built trust strong as a concrete wall and I drilled it all down as I tore myself apart I blamed my peers for my disobedience,...

The photo was crumpled, its edges worn and dogeared. My fingers brushed over its surface, leaving a faint smear as I scanned the image. An old oak tree stood tall, and there, hanging from a sturdy limb,...

Grace’s vanity wasn’t the same pure, white color as other objects in the room; it was yellowed with age and the mirror was cracked from an unknown incident. It was antique. She opened her frail blinds...

I definitely wouldn't call myself a shy person. I talk a lot, I speak my mind and I can be comfortable in most social settings; except for this one. It’s a hot, August evening on the grounds of Experience...

As I sit with this pain, this pressure, this full, I feel like a brick, a thousand tons. My stomach more than full. It pulls at my heart, at my reason, my head. And I wish this part of me was...

When asking students from Groves High School what their favorite movie or show that represents love was, I got a lot of the same type of answers.  “‘The Notebook’, because Noah put so much effort...

A mini triumph had been made for every woman of color that attended Seaside Prep. We had a club room, an advisor and members- although it was only 3 members… That was besides the point though, a battle...

“If I didn’t define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people’s fantasies for me and eaten alive.”  -Audre Lorde   The class stares back at me with blank faces, but...

The dark and the light exist together to help us come to balance. The light is your intuition, your morals, your values.  if you don’t listen to the light, the darkness will come in. Your...

To my Secret Admirer: Ever find your mind drifting into the forest that is our love? Daydreaming about my fingers running through your thick hair like vines run through soil. You shield yourself...