Clay figures

by Kyla-Yến Huỳnh Giffin

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The snow falls, but it doesn’t land.

The roads scream when I drive over them.

Birds waltz over power lines and take dust baths in the ground-up concrete.

I grow a plant indoors that knows nothing of how much of the earth is no longer alive.

This world so rarely makes sense.

Surely we’re all just pretending to understand it?

Surely we’re all just acting as if we’ve got it under control?

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The Bus

by Jessica Tan

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The long, yellow bus screeches to a halt next to the curb as you lift your eyes up, watching the doors fan open for the first time this fall. You spent all morning organizing your school supplies, thinking of what your new schedule would be like. But first, you have to make the journey there. And if you had it your way, you would drive there yourself. If you were old enough.

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Writing Prompt, VIII.

How do you keep going despite the heaviness of the world?

This month, we warmly invite you to send us your thoughts, in the form of writing or visual art or basically anything, on the theme of hope.

As usual, our prompts are only here to help inspire you and don’t have an expiration date, so feel free to join anytime within the open windows of our call for submissions.

Writing Prompt, VII.

Yes, we’re succumbing to the inevitability of a certain date, but hopefully not all its clichés. We offer you this prompt with hopes to ground ourselves somehow in the face of the world, find the right fuel to hold on and fight for better.

So, we warmly invite you (today or any other day of the year) to send us your thoughts, in the form of writing or visual art or basically anything, on the theme of love. Find a few questions to inspire you below.

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