Nonfiction

I will never be in the army.
I could never die for my country.
I would step away from the bullets streaming toward our politicians.
I don't believe in war.
I know that it exists, but I refuse to support it.

My home has been different almost every year. Home started out in Brooklyn, NY. Small town, Vermont is quite different from that. And Hanover, NH is quite different from both.

it had been an early morning that we left nobber--getting up in the dawn that felt like it should be blue but was instead already tinged gold by the premature sun, packing up our things and brushing teeth in a hurry only to undo all that work when we

We all have something in common and that thing is we all have something special about us that makes us who we are. March is women’s history month.

(I read Bekkah.FIR's post about graduating and had my own mini crisis. :) )
A little bit of cookie crumbs
A small bite of kindness
The falling snow whispering past my ears
A small glass of milk in my slender hands.

3/25/19


I was only walking down the hall, trying to get to class. All the sudden, "Dude why did you walk up next to HER, or HIM, or whatever IT is"

The fine print on the bottle said to never mix with shampoo,which I had a little bit on after the shower,so I deftly jumped back into the shower to try and wash it off.It never came off.

The Definition of Modern Day Schooling

‘Everyone is genius, but if you judge a fish on its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.’ — Albert Einstein

Because I am graduating this year it finally hit me that I'd have to leave and I had a crisis about it, so I wrote this.

I used to be embarrassed to say that I am from Winooski. 

These are the Google Slides used at the 3/21 Voices for Change workshop on Social Justice. We hope they inspire you to do some of your own writing about these issues.
Thank you to all the young writers who came to our event!

The Incredible Hulk Coaster