Natalie: The Sleeping Garden - a yearning for peace
I walk through the sleeping garden, footsteps muffled by the freshly fallen snow, watching the clean white reflect a rosy and baby blue watercolor sky.
Narration
Julia: The Festival of the Chariots - excerpt from the novel A Year and A Day
As if waiting for a sign, the clouds gathered over the horizon. Jal looked at them, and in his relief allowed a tear to flow. Deafening thunder shook the heavens, echoing between the stone walls before it retreated in a low rumble. Another tear flowed down Jal’s cheek. That’s when the rain started.
Jessica: Angst
I haven’t written in a while and the words keep piling up inside my mind, and their essence builds up in layers that get thicker and denser with each passing day.
Chloe: Anxious and Mortified - an essay about self-worth
At the age of nineteen Rachel almost failed her college admission. She was anxious and mortified of what people would think of her, she couldn't fail at anything, so she passed, barely, and therefore didn't have to worry about opinions and commentary, and life went on, as usual.
Barry: If You Should Ever See Me Cry - a cathartic poem
If you should ever see me cry, I cry because the moon is high, I cry because my heart is dry, I cry because I touched the sky. I’ll cry an hour and a day for feelings that were ripped away, for words that never came my way, for things that I can’t even say.