Phase Four: In the Beginning by Eliza Bratt (Senior)

Earth looked down upon the world. She looked upon it and saw, and the world shrunk under her gaze. The haze of smoke and black clouds rose, a halo of smog encircling Earth’s head, her dark skin coated in a film of soot, and she saw. What once was colorful and exuberant—thriving with the life…

Phase One: In the End by Elizabeth Richards (Senior)

Before it truly began, before all of you started to learn time, there was nothing. The expanse was dark, the stars, sun, moon, and planets still missing. And then there was him, the Moon. He, with the new Sky, created the Sun and the Stars first. Then, when their creations had grown and matured, they…

Before Yourself, and After by Lillie Irene (Senior)

Bill was a simple man. He worked a nine-to-five job and rented the basement of his mother’s duplex. He wasn’t happy, but he wasn’t miserable and that was enough for Bill. Bill liked the mediocracy that his life followed. Nothing interesting happened to Bill, and Bill was definitely not interesting. If the color beige was…

Little Red: Rider of the Hood by Zoe Coats (Junior)

They called her ‘Little Red: Rider of the Hood.’ She was the leader of the Riders, the most fearsome gang in Cantum City. No one really knew what she looked like, but everyone said she wore a red cloak to hide her badly scarred face. No one entered or left the Hood without Little Red…

Sopa Fria by Dana Ordonez Sanchez (Junior)

The days, as my dad would tell me, were spent longing for something. For my father, that was the homeland, for my mother, that was the house being clean, for my sister, that was the depths of her imagination, for my brother, that was his toys, and for me, I wasn’t sure. I do as…

Nameless by Zoe Coats (Junior)

Her fingers were cold as frost-bitten glass. They twitched nervously in her lap, which was absurd because she had nothing to be nervous about. The doctor ushered her toward a chair, “Ms. Oswald, you might want to sit down for this.” She arched an eyebrow. “Just spit it out, young man. I don’t need to…