Your teacher says that you will be an expert in mass graves by the end of her class. She is right, of course, she is right about many things. Mostly she is right about how we will feel. She does not tell you that you are standing on a grave until you are standing on one. You never forget that. After that you are careful. You look for signs: the earth dipping like waves, like bowls. There are bones everywhere,...

First, you will be unmade, and so it was.
We were two broken, incomplete people.
But we were one.
Incapable of loving ourselves.
But thirsty for love.

(1) A Reaper at the Gates by Sabaa Tahir
(2) Let the Sky Fall by Shannon Messenger
(3) We were one: Shoulder to Shoulder by Patrick K. O’Donnell
(4) Quotes: Osho
(5) Vault of Dreamers Trilogy by Caragh O’ Brien.

you feel the danger from the flames,
eyes as brilliant as molten gold,
promises slipping through my lie-charred lips.
we aren’t enlightened. 
just darkened.

1) “And you would have walked upon shards of glass for the rest of your life just to see her smile again” by Anha).
2) “in and out of the clouds” by Wicked!
3) “and i’ll perish by hellfire; i’m sorry” by BurningMidnightOil
4) “plato diss track because he’s elitist” by Ruthh

i don't know 
what to do
when you make fun of me
i don't understand you

thinking that you can
walk all over me
just like that
why can't you see

it hurts me
i feel emotion
it's sad
because you feel that notion

to make fun of me
and call me names
my courage is drowning
in a pit of insulting flames

it hurts
so much
everyone can see
i flinch at everyone's touch

it's scaring my family
my...

A hunter sat by a river with his trusty canoe by his side. He had a long day and was trying to get some rest after a bear hurt his arm. He took his left sock off and wrapped it around the wound. He had been trying to hunt deer when the bear suddenly attacked him. He managed to fight it off but the bear still wounded him. He had to deal with this kind of stuff everyday. He had...

    He was flying. It was amazing, but he knew it would end all too soon. Ryan had made it past the evil king Zughti, stolen the blueprints, gotten out of the impenetrable fortress, and now he was hangliding over the Arabian peninsula. He was losing speed and wind. He was almost to the checkpoint, though. He would meet Aaron at the crossroads, then they would drive to the small, private airport, 40 miles away. 
    Once again, Ryan looked...

    Your teacher says that you will be an expert in mass graves by the end of her class. She is right, of course, she is right about many things. Mostly she is right about how we will feel. She does not tell you that you are standing on a grave until you are standing on one. You never forget that. After that you are careful. You look for signs: the earth dipping like waves, like bowls. There are bones everywhere,...

A hunter sat by a river with his trusty canoe by his side. He had a long day and was trying to get some rest after a bear hurt his arm. He took his left sock off and wrapped it around the wound. He had been trying to hunt deer when the bear suddenly attacked him. He managed to fight it off but the bear still wounded him. He had to deal with this kind of stuff everyday. He had...

    He was flying. It was amazing, but he knew it would end all too soon. Ryan had made it past the evil king Zughti, stolen the blueprints, gotten out of the impenetrable fortress, and now he was hangliding over the Arabian peninsula. He was losing speed and wind. He was almost to the checkpoint, though. He would meet Aaron at the crossroads, then they would drive to the small, private airport, 40 miles away. 
    Once again, Ryan looked...

    My family and I were driving to my cousin’s 1st birthday party. My dad had been acting very strange the entire day, especially after he came home from the Kroger near our house. I wondered what had happened to him. He was acting like his soul had been vacuumed out of his body.  His skin was slightly tinted blue, he looked very ill, but no one was paying much attention to that. He had only murmured a couple of sentences...

Serenity exclaimed in disgust as we made our way down the rows of kennels, her high-heeled knee boots click-clacking along the tiled kennel row. The dogs barked and yapped over each other, each vying for our attention. The tiny ones jumped high, almost to our eye-level, their tiny tails whipping back and forth so hard I thought they were going to snap off. There was a huge variety of dogs, ranging from bold chihuahuas to massive Saint Bernards, huge tongues...

     “Come on, Rosco. Come on, boy!” James Sparks shouts. James is a middle-aged, retired police officer who has no loved ones other than his dog. He’s lived alone for thirty years but finds hope in his love for hunting. 
    He puts his camouflage boots on, loads his rifle into the truck, and closes the passenger door once Rosco hops onto the seat. After fifteen minutes winding down the country roads, he arrives at his destination. 
    The woods seem to have...

     “Come on, Rosco. Come on, boy!” James Sparks shouts. James is a middle-aged, retired police officer who has no loved ones other than his dog. He’s lived alone for thirty years but finds hope in his love for hunting. 
    He puts his camouflage boots on, loads his rifle into the truck, and closes the passenger door once Rosco hops onto the seat. After fifteen minutes winding down the country roads, he arrives at his destination. 
    The woods seem to have...