by FATIMA MOHIUDDIN (Pakistan)
The last move (the best move, the worst move, The Move) was almost four years ago
by TERESA NG (Aotearoa/New Zealand)
Sugary tears leak out of every crack and
Pen mark in the bathroom Wall
by ANNE BLACKWOOD (United States)
There is nothing profound about any of this. There is everything beautiful about all of this.
by REBECCA PARK (United States)
As we approach the river, the sight between its two bridges is my worst nightmare.
by ALENA LIN (Singapore)
With plates of food in hand, you are forced to greet vaguely familiar faces.
by GENEVIEVE SMITH (United States)
"Bye," she says. "Love you!"
I freeze, almost tripping down the steps.
by RUTH PAZ (Sweden)
I don't even know if our sweet little lilac, right in the corner of the garden, still blooms in summer.
by IZRAHMAE SUICO (The Philippines)
A falling star taught her how to wish, but a falling star apple trunk taught her something else.
by FIONA MADSEN (United States)
I am coming of age in a world that doesn't make sense to me. I will turn eighteen quietly, without a party, without my extended family.
by EVE DONALDSON (United Kingdom)
"But Dad, a dog is the animal for me -
I'll take him for walks and I'll make him his tea."
by GRACE LOVE (Australia)
We walked along the small terrace of grass, the blinding heat of the sun forgotten . . .
by HUYENTRAN NGOMAI (United States)
There was a girl in class that Rose really wanted to play with, but she didn't know what to say.