2026 Submissions
How Do I Remember Them?
When everything is too heavy to bare, my mind can come up with nothing to do but to write a poem.
The Imaginary Number
This screenplay is something reminiscent of the overall feel of the Twilight Zone TV Show.
Always Pretending
I had an idea in my head for a long time, about a night that I remember very vividly.
The Coonhound / Mangoes / Children of Stars
The Coonhound: This is a piece about a mother's strength and how she is memorialized in her absence.
Feminism???
I'm a female highschooler and a warrior in academics, environmentalism, art. When battle arises I know how to fight.
guessing game
We never acknowledge the voice behind the work, the writer behind the piece, or the thought behind the words.
Forsaken Serendipity
I will be sharing a shortened version of my book's prologue. I began developing this novel about two to three years ago, during a time when many of my ideas and projects felt aimless and were often scrapped.
Beginning to the End
This story is about the French Revolution, particularly the Reign of Terror, Sep 5, 1793 – Jul 28, 1794.
would it be okay if I joined?
I wrote this poem because I, myself, personally have social anxiety and I want to spread awareness about this issue and I think some people might find this poem relatable,
Will the Clock Tick When I'm Not There
In my freshman English class, we were assigned an essay to show not tell. We were instructed to use two of eight common writing techniques.
Frosted Golden Williow
The theme of our class project was “Star Power”. We learned about figures in history, specifically people of color, who with blood, sweat, tears, and passion paved the way for opportunities that seemed so out of reach to them, so today’s youth could not only dream of it but achieve it.
Me and my Mosque
This piece is about me and the Islamic Center of Alameda, the mosque I’ve grown up with. It’s where I’ve prayed, learned, laughed, and felt part of something bigger.
Silent Eyes
I was watching the news with my grandparents one night when a man appeared on the screen for being a murderer.
The Lamp On Cypress Street
"The Lamp On Cypress Street" is an embellishing piece about the stillness and acceptance between life and death.
The Way in Between
This collection traces the quiet evolution of a self, from the ache of old wounds to the soft resilience that follows.
Now your lonely is somebody else's
I am relatively new to poetry, but I have recently discovered that this has been a powerful and healing medium for me.
patchwork, It's what's on the inside that counts
These pieces address some of the nuanced emotions that come with my identity as nonbinary and transgender.