Student Writing

wearing a beekeeper’s suit from Chanel my mother pulled the string that tied me to my oxygen muzzle until the bees inside my honeycomb skull slept when I was born she wore a crown and named me Haploid whippet-thin my …

“Yes, dear. I’m sure you’re right about that,” Wayne said through gritted teeth for what felt like the hundredth time in the five hours since they had left their life behind in Kentucky. What kind of wife blathers to her …

I. Pirates A. For the first two years of high school, I took the bus to and from school every day. Here are some estimated statistics about what I encountered during that time: 1. Stalkers: two. 2. Drunks That Hit …

Thursday, October 19th “Good morning, Sophie,” Karen says. Her blood red lips and charcoal gray skirt suit are a dramatic contrast to her creamy skin and pale blond hair. “Good morning, Karen,” I say. The walls of Karen’s office are …

The neighbors are going to think I’m a pervert. Well, more of a pervert. A worse pervert. Not just a homosexual, but a naked-doll voyeur too. In my defense, I needed to keep the blinds open. I had only used …