claymation in six scenesBy Christine Baek
claymation in six scenes.
Margaret finds out she is made of clay when she presses into the crook of her elbow and pulls the flesh right off.
A Piece Of Me Died On the 1 TrainBy Rachel Shela
Ok, so it’s mid April during Spring break and you’re on the wretched 1 train. You get on at 28th street after a sleepover with your best friend who, in 11 months, will no longer be your friend. You find a seat next to a robust woman who we’re going to call Katelyn.
St. JudeBy Grace Ashley
The parking lot felt stagnant as Jude walked across empty yellow lines. The air was weighted with the cold, heavy enough that it almost seemed like the cloud of her breath dispersed down rather than up. The lights flickered above her head with a steady, fly-like buzz.
Your Opposite Reactions are Far Beyond AttractiveBy Becky Peda
Regretful murder suicides
Or better yet, just suicides.
Acting as if you knew all about it,
You’re helping a lot,
Really, you’re not.
Unseen HeroBy JDC Resident
FadedBy Catherine Strayhall
She is faded.
Time stole her crown.
Where Did I Go?By Elizabeth Tripp
Who is this girl I see in the mirror?
This girl’s eyes full of fear, caused by
Demons whispering in her ears.
Scared one day their words won’t be lies.
She holds on, trying not to cry.
Each day wanting to die,
She finally cries.
A cry for help