Melted Pages
Laura Morales (she/her) // Video Production The life cycle of a memory is determined by two factors—Relevance and Coherence. Without them, we would be flooded by the continuous stream […]
Category: Literature
No more
Navjot Kaur Deol (she/her) // Contributor Do you see it? See what? The tints, the shades, the tones- Not anymore, With my childhood, they have flown. Where did they […]
Your Name
Andrea Chiang (they/them) // Contributor A few years ago my best friend gifted me a custom leather bracelet. However, instead of being engraved with my name it was engraved […]
The Revolution Will Not Be Televised
Jenna Luscombe (she/her) // Contributor Shruti Karthikeyan (she/her) // Illustrator History is but an endless cycle of revolutions and revelations. Colonies revolted against British rule and the United States […]
Dear Dad
Eugenia de Coss (she/her) // Contributor Dear Dad, You were a father that provided the best opportunities, financial support and parental guidance. You were an amazing father for your […]
It Was Going to Happen Eventually
Andrea Chiang (they/them) // Contributor Jordan Richert (he/him) // Illustrator It was going to happen eventually. Wow, thanks Captain Obvious. I was trying to comfort you. Well, try harder. […]
Oasis of the Soul
Yasmine Modaresi (she/her) // Contributor Ren Zhang (they/them) // Illustrator Her existence radiates my livelihood in fervent polars. Soul shining through her human shrouds, she is as profound as […]
Take care of yourself, my love.
Jasmin Linton (she/her) // Contributor Rachel Lu (she/her) // Illustrator Heat from the flames burned against her cheeks. That was one of the only things Esme could seem to […]
Coping with Rough Days
Vansh Malhotra (He/Him) // Contributor Jordan Richert (he/him) // Illustrator My mom is watching TV in the drawing room, my dad is working in the office, my toy poodle […]
Strawberry Demon Destroyer
Millie Beatch (she/her) // Contributor Rachel Lu (she/her) // Illustrator Mum’s going back home because Grandpa’s in the hospital. She’s sitting down across from me at the dinner table. […]