Archived: Henry 2: The Squeakquel by Stephen Lehman

Henry Herbert Hildebrand had no idea what he was in for when he woke up on that clear Monday morning. He was aware of the dinosaur sleeping next to him, so conveniently given to him by the President of the United States mere days ago. He was aware of his surroundings; his giant deep sea…

Archived: Henry: Now in 3-D! by Stephen Lehman

  Henry Herbert Hildebrandt woke up and looked upon the world for the first time on a clear January morning, a Monday specifically, if you’re so inclined to know. His first gasp of air was taken into his lungs and immediately he felt more alive than he had ever felt before. Perhaps this was because…

Archived: Apprentice by Cate Formica

Blaine propped his feet up on the coffee table and stuck a fork in his microwave dinner. It was Friday night, which usually consisted of TV, a few beers, and falling asleep on the couch in his underwear. The night progressed like many others. In the wee hours of the morning, Blaine woke to the…

Archived: Excerpt from Kinship by Elizabeth Ellis

It was a beautiful day. The sky was a brilliant blue that melded into the deep ocean waters in the clear horizon. I was helping Mom get the dinner we had just caught ready to eat. It was a fish with a long pointy nose. A swordfish, she called it. I had never seen a…

Archived: Contrasts in a Hutterite World by Audrey Nelson

  Bumping along the remote gravel road to the Rockport Hutterite colony gives me a chance to consider my expectations. I have none. Still, I try to clear my head of any preconceived notions and set aside my ideas of “normal” culture. We crest a hill, my husband and I, and below us, in a…

Archived: Seymour! by Gracie Marquez

    I graduated from Aims back in 1989 in the Graphic Departments and one of my teachers that is still teaching at AIMS is the wonderful Mrs. Lori Ford. I have two daughters currently attending Aims, one whom will be transferring to UNC this fall. I’ve always mentioned to my children what a wonderful…

Archived: Ridge by Gracie Marquez

    I graduated from Aims back in 1989 in the Graphic Departments and one of my teachers that is still teaching at AIMS is the wonderful Mrs. Lori Ford. I have two daughters currently attending Aims, one whom will be transferring to UNC this fall. I’ve always mentioned to my children what a wonderful…

Archived: Another Night by Gracie Marquez

    I graduated from Aims back in 1989 in the Graphic Departments and one of my teachers that is still teaching at AIMS is the wonderful Mrs. Lori Ford. I have two daughters currently attending Aims, one whom will be transferring to UNC this fall. I’ve always mentioned to my children what a wonderful…

Archived: Field of Green by Gracie Marquez

    Bio: I graduated from Aims back in 1989 in the Graphic Departments and one of my teachers that is still teaching at AIMS is the wonderful Mrs. Lori Ford. I have two daughters currently attending Aims, one whom will be transferring to UNC this fall. I’ve always mentioned to my children what a…

Archived: The Power of Love by Jamie Marteney

  I am 19, I am a first year student at Aims Community College. Until my senior year in high school I never really enjoyed or was good at painting. I always felt it was so cut and dry, like this is the way you paint and thats it; that everything had to be perfect….

Archived: Merely Lies by Loren McAllister

“I barely even know the woman! How would I know where she is?” I never thought in a million years I would be sitting in an interrogation room. Surprisingly, it looked exactly like those rooms you see on Criminal Minds. It was musky and dark with grey walls, one long white table, and an extremely…

Archived: Dog Heaven by Daniel Morgenegg

Recently, I ran into some good fortune. Actually, I should say it ran into us. Jake, my dog, gets to come along for the ride. I spend these days roaming the forest with Jake, walking the trails I loved when I was a younger man, and dog was only a pup. Back then, I made…

Archived: Adrenaline by Hannah Taskila

  May 16, 2013: Dark brown coffee fills my tumbler to the rim and today is the day I graduate; four miserable years of high school will be coming to an end. Getting ready for the day ahead I start to suffer from some nostalgia of the last four years. Yes, things were miserable after…

Archived: Creating Fear by Stephen Tillotson

A tall man passed looking as if flowing over the battlefield. The commanding air he had would have driven the eyes of everyone looking to himself, but all that lay before the man was death. His face was solemn beneath his long whitening beard. His eyes were deep with sorrow, as if the weight of…

Archived: The Impact of One Lone Sandhill Crane by Lisa Barnes

  The only sounds I heard were crunching twigs under feet and an occasional grunt as someone tripped over a rock. I was hiking with a diverse group of individuals, all of us hoping to complete our Open Lands Naturalist Volunteer training. Secretly, I thought the “moonlit hike” would be the easiest hike to fulfill…

Archived: Humility Was Not My Best Quality by Cate Formica

  In high school, I thought I was good at everything. I was a straight A, honors, AP student, I was on the dance team, I was in all the musicals, I had run for student council, I was in 3 choirs, and I excelled in the school’s photography program. To further prove my “excellence”,…

Archived: The Power of a Pint-Sized Purse by Alexandra Dyer

  As a small child, I loved to carry around a tiny, black purse filled to the point that it is a wonder it never burst at the seams.  I stuffed the purse with a flashlight, mini tape measure, pen, notepad, something to chew on, and my favorite trinket, a porcelain angel that I had…

Archived: Russell’s Fancy Feast by Michael Romanowski

  I have always said that “Taco Bell tastes like cat food” until my good friend Russell proved to me that this was not the case. When I was a middle schooler, I was a part of the weird group. We were the nerdy, socially-awkward kids that did not know how to act in public….

Archived: Dexter by Gustavo Reyes

I wished to be called Dexter. A child strived to become the pinnacle of mental excellence. His peers requested for his help as those same peers challenged and questioned his aptitude. “You cheated!” No I didn’t; it was a speed test of 100 problems. “You’re not THAT smart. I bet I can beat you.” If…

Archived: Finally Free by Hannah Taskila

Earthly struggles are one of many The unknown fills the brain with worry. Ageing progresses like a growing tree, Leaves grow and fall wanting to be free Before it was known autumn was upon us and your leaves were falling. One by one another day passes and the end is calling Cool winds blow across…

Archived: Parenthood by Daniel Morgenegg

Dear Mom, Dear Dad, There’s something I should say. Living my life, feeling sad, Now its a brave new day.   Never understood, though now I do. You both did the best you could, and my life’s no longer blue.   No manual for instruction. We do the best we can. You taught me to…

Archived: Shart by Daniel Morgenegg

  I sharted myself today. Much to my dismay. It just happened. These kids in Montessori school. I tell you, they can be rather cruel. Sure, I made a little stool. Can’t I just catch a break? They should be dropped off at the pool. The horror, and oh, the mortification. I must take a…

Archived: Ecstacy by Gil Ochoa

Ecstasy, I followed your daughter past the branch-wreathed places from the fairy tales. At a time of night, the birds stop singing, and at certain times everything else becomes silent. If the moon could hum, those nights, there would be sound in all but the darkest places. I never did find new paths, but ancient…

Archived: Insomnia by Gil Ochoa

  The late evening stillness changed the place into a mausoleum as sleep came to all else. And how I wanted you there with me. Abandoned, I walked down two halls of stone tile exhausted of their warmth and listened into the bedroom. Light breathing and something lost in the walls or floors or ceiling….

Archived: Something that Decides by Gil Ochoa

Something that decides how long I wait while displacing my balance on folded knees, collapsed thighs, on my feet pacing and swaying with ancient muscle memories as the dancers at the other end of the hall move in and out of walls of revelers like haunters lingering on chilled air held in whirlwinds of Something…

Archived: Frostbit by Cate Formica

The day you said divorce, Was the day you let it snow. Like a harsh, wet blanket of betrayal; The storm of the decade. I was buried in that blizzard Until I got up off the bathroom floor. The 2 am stillness mocked my shivers; Bitter, heavy flakes still falling from the orange sky. Tears…

Archived: Untitled by Elizabeth Ellis

The voices in my head Won’t shut up. They squawk and screech, An atrium in the zoo.   Sometimes they are few. Questioning acts to be made. Condemning those who are wrong. Like indignant dogs at fences.   Often the voices Are many. Demanding the participation That I cannot refuse.   Repeating, repeating, repeating… They…

Archived: Adventure by Tresa New

He lives and dies a thousand times while she sits and lives a thousand lives To each their own and to each they teach   A book, a pen, a screen can be your saving grace Go forth find your best adventure Whether it be living a thousand lives through a text Whether it be…

Archived: Bolt by by Tresa New

Lighting strikes A flash then a crack Scary frightful invigorating …Cowering   Under covers darkness sought Bright light is no good Peer over to check if safe Soon hiding again   Longer pause this time Run! Run fast Don’t let the lightning capture Move when loudest is safest way   Though its scariest just move!…

Archived: To Covet Thee by Scarlett Dougherty

It is unfair, to say the least, Like a gooey, green beast, A reminder to the have-nots.   A wish, a need A craving to see, My drawers overfilling with stuff.   A chill on my spine, Fur catches my eye, That coat deserving of better.   A rainbow bouquet, Way to ruin my day,…

Archived: 14 by Scarlett Dougherty

He came, brethren before lie still, Triumphant, a divine gift bestowed. Absolute in control, Sought glory in war.   Built on a house of glass.   Filled half in Bourbon and half in gold, A fortune wasted on treasures untold. Sun King by name,   Built the house of glass.   My name is Scarlett,…

Archived: Case Manager by Abdi Adan

My name is Abdi Adan. I was born in a city call Kismayo. This city is located in the southern part of Somalia. It is one of the most beautiful cities in Somalia. It has a long coast and a beautiful river. My life was very comfortable, living with my family. I don’t mean we…

Archived: Chain Reaction by Selena Cruz

Frey wasn’t use to having writers block. Lyrics accompanied by musical notes usually flowed freely from her fingertips forming effortless songs. Her talent for songwriting was what landed her a job with Big Machine Records, a dream job that she had wanted since she was a child, and now she had it, but felt she…

Archived: A Summer Night by Julia Keedy

  I waited until it was dark to leave the house. I listened carefully as I snuck past Mom’s bedroom to hear her breathing. She sounded like she was asleep, drawing deep, full breaths. I waited outside her door for a moment, poised to bolt back to my room if she stirred. She let out…