Written by Iris Zhu from California, USA Beyond the elderberry bushes, across from the old gymnasium at the elementary school, lies a small creek that runs beneath bowed willows and moss-covered boulders. We didn’t know where it flowed from nor where it led to, but the little stream became a gathering place for the second graders every recess. We would abandon our sock-stuffed shoes at the shore, splashing ankle deep until soft pebbles pillowed our feet, to wonder at the flee
Written by Yusra Ali from London, United Kingdom  Life. Death.  The smallest space and the largest expanse of sand. Impermeable rubble- its shattered edges in my hand. Leaking and flowing  the smallest space to do nothing. Loneliness, Selfishness, in the pursuit of longevity. Last Tuesday’s orange with a mix of green  American Chai- the tea of soulless glass on the other side of the phone, screaming alone, alone alone.  A bright orange dot meandering with nowhere to go.
