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All posts tagged in relationships

  • December 12, 2017By Anamíca Rahman

    “People enter your life and they exit just as easily. It’s not always so easy to the one who is left there, alone, wondering where they went wrong. These thoughts can leave a permanent mark on the person, often experiencing self-hating thoughts.”   Up until now,   I blamed myself for us being star-crossed I

  • December 11, 2017By Anamíca Rahman

    You don’t need someone to tell you how pretty you are or how your smile can light up a dark room. When you begin to love yourself, you don’t rely on other people for your happiness. To love yourself, your mind and body, means to accept this is reality, and no one can tear down

  • December 3, 2017By Marie Isabela

    Recently, Meghan Markle, a biracial woman, has gotten engaged to Prince Harry and it proves that people are still confused with how to label a mixed race woman (or man). Markle has a Caucasian father and an African American mother, which, obviously, makes her biracial, both black and white. In July of 2015, she published an

  • November 30, 2017By Ariel Zedric

    Native Run is a band consisting of Rachel Beauregard and Bryan Dawley: best friends who double as extremely talented musicians. They’ve opened for both Lady Antebellum and Sam Hunt and were featured in Rolling Stones. Their brand new single, “Sleeping in the Bed I Made”, is a soulful rendition that explores the process of loss

  • November 8, 2017By Tyler Tamez

    *Highly recommend you watching the short film titled above before reading the following article as it does contain spoilers. Film does contain mild instances of sexual violence so viewer discretion is advised* Earlier this week, a friend of mine recommended me to watch a short film titled The Strange Thing About the Johnson‘s. I took

  • November 7, 2017By Jalen M. Brown

    In this poem, the speaker is out with their significant other, playing on the beach. As the speaker jumps around in the waves, the significant other is watching from afar, realizing that there’s nothing the speaker wouldn’t do for them. In this poem, I used a repetition of w’s, not for any particular reason other

  • November 1, 2017By Marie Isabela

    I did not wish for this. The carriage wheels push over dozens of pebbles, never giving me a chance to relax for just a moment. My eyes stare at the setting sun in the distance despite the brightness flickering different colors over my vision and blinding me. I blink them away and seal my eyelids.

  • October 26, 2017By Christina Sayedarous

    you leaned closer to me with her on your mind, and as your lips met mine, you weren’t kissing me. your mind was full of the thoughts of her. you missed the sensation you felt as her lips touched yours. you look for her when we go to the same places you went with her. my

  • October 18, 2017By Marie Isabela

    I wrote this poem while doing an exercise in which I was expected to write in the perspective of a villian. This is from the eyes of a man who leaves the woman carrying his child. The purpose of it is to give the reader another perspective in attempt to prove the intended point. What

  • October 2, 2017By Marie Isabela

    I wrote this poem as a way to show how dominance in a relationship can truly change it for the worse. This particular piece shows how this bright, inspiring girl can change from simply one boy being in her life — this not excluding other cases such as gay, lesbian, etc. relationships. Treatment like this

  • September 25, 2017By Marie Isabela

    I’ll admit, it was hard to find a proper way to explain this poem. I’d found motivation to write this when writing about a wildhearted character who doesn’t necessarily have a story yet. When writing this girl, I realized that I can connect with her in this wildhearted way, and it brought me back to

  • August 22, 2017By Marie Isabela

    Never Trust a Fox The clenching of Jackson’s heart and the tightening of his chest sent a painful ache up and down his core. Keep running, keep running, keep running, he told himself. With only the moonlight to guide him and the knives at his side to protect him, Jackson curved both vertical and horizontal

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