Mili - Children of the City In Mili’s song “Children of the City,” the speaker uses orders known as Prescripts as a symbol to convey that blind following stifles one’s free will and purpose. Imme...

August 12th, 2019 An Unfinished Puzzle A poem about not fitting in quite right. A spectrum of light reaching through clouds, Effulgent light breaking through the sky. The piece looked like it was ...

Recently, I stumbled upon an old sheet of paper from years prior. It was a math assignment, but I couldn’t tell what year it was from. It looked like it was ripped from one of those workbooks we we...

Hi! Um…I’m Celeste! I don’t know much about you, honestly. All I know is that you know about me, although I’m not very certain how much you know about me either. But we can change that! I want yo...

It was years and years that these dreams kept coming back. The same tree. The same house. The same grassy field. The same girl. I refer to “dreams” as the set of them. They repeated, sure, but the...

I first saw it in a dream. I’d refer to it as an out of body experience. It felt almost too real to be a dream. I was groggy—my head felt like it was about to split open. As time went on, I began ...

I have an unabating disdain for failure. To spend so much unnecessary time—so many precious hours or even days of my fleeting life just to trip over the finish line. A failure to produce results a...