dawn

once, there was a stargazer in the heart of the city. book the second

the boys are gods

a natural hierarchy

AMERICAN BOYFRIEND

my parents don't know what's gotten into me since i've met you.

Kainos

Kainos was what the world needed: a renewal, a restoration, a revival of the ancients, a baptism of fire and blood. The world hadn't met Amira yet.

Nottè Oscura

A MINUTE IN, AND DARKNESS REIGNED SUPREME. 2016, revolved © ACTION | 54

the today girls

❝the uprising has begun.❞

fruit punch lips

in the velvet night (loosely based on Lolita by Lana Del Rey) colleen cosette goodman © 2015-2016 #projectpoc #saveblackcharacters

Bag Snatch

A tale told by an unfortunate young man detailing the horrors he suffered on Halloween. From being chased by fourth graders to escaping the wrath of his ex girlfriend's ex boyfriend at her behest, AND having pumpkins thrown at his house by said fourth graders' angry older brothers, Max fought to keep his head high an...

Psyche

Jamie's other name might as well have been Silent. He went to school, visited his therapist, daydreamed about Jean Paul, and tried to never be alone when his aunt's boyfriend was in the house. He kept to himself. He was fine with that pattern till Alexandria decided to meddle her way into his life. Her friendship brin...

Something In Between

Emeka Anderson is a 16 year old girl trying to come to terms with the tragic loss of her parents. Through the process she finds herself, love, and something bigger and infinite. Follow her, on her journey to the center of her universe. "He made me believe that, maybe the air wasn't just something we breathe, but somet...

Condiments

In which a Subway worker teaches her customer the real reason why people use condiments

Just People

Stories of people who Danez randomly meets on the street. He asks them anything they would like to say and then he'll take a picture of them. He is a photographer after all. ⌘ Black History Month Competition ▲ Original picture by Judy Kaufmann: http://society6.com/product/people-vk_print#1=45

Concrete

Sometimes you think you're over someone until you see them with someone else. And sometimes you think someone's out of your league until you get the confidence to make your feelings known. This is a story I wrote in 2009. I thought I lost it, but it turns out that my dear friend Samantha had it in a book of hers. I fo...

Goddess

if nothing else works, call your mom. poetry #9

Short Skirts

❝Be yourself.❞ They say. Except what they really mean is, ❝be the person we want to see.❞ Jaime Carvalho is done with all of that because it's not always rainbows and butterflies in the world of acceptance. -- short story #19 | teen fiction #100 09/12/14 Cover Art: @ambhus_art // Amber Quinonez Design Completed 8/16...

String Theory

I fell in love with a physicist, and then we lost ourselves. Maybe there are places we can all be happy. We just need to find those places. Or maybe they don't exist.

To Victoria Edgecombe

Daniel Husseini writes to Victoria Edgecombe. And then Sarah D'Souza replies.

of blind heroines and foolish heroes

“i give a fuck. i give a lot of fucks, actually. i'm a prostitute of feelings.”

Title

An anthology on bad verses. (Poetry #1 - 27.6.2016)

asfdjek

head-banging and face-palming and poetry.

South Side

welcome to the south side

the stars

gus; [noun] 1. the only boy who likes the stars © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014. N. A.

Aposiopesis

aposiopesis [pron.: /ˌæpəsaɪ.əˈpiːsɪs/; classical greek: ἀποσιώπησις, "becoming silent"] is a figure of speech wherein a sentence is deliberately broken off and left unfinished, the ending to be supplied by the imagination, giving an impression of unwillingness or inability to continue. james attello is very good at r...

sleepless, loveless

"Sometimes happiness feels like a chore." A short story chronicling the relationships (and lack thereof) of Drew; in which nights and days are spent curled up in the tear-and-food-stained sheets, with and without the warmth of another living soul, because he has lived like this and he'll probably die like this -- whet...

Pause, Replay

Jaïya never expected things to end this badly. If she had, she never would have did what she did that night. If she'd know how it would all unfold, she wouldn't have gone along with the plan. But that's the thing. Jaïya didn't know what would happen. And she still doesn't know much now except that she wishes she coul...

Sorry

❝be b̲r̲a̲v̲e̲ no one remembers a c̶o̶w̶a̶r̶d̶.❞ ~Christoper M. Hurley [©] [lowercase letters] (paranormal #470 5/17/14) (paranormal #623 10/8/14)

To Dylan

To Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [Dylan is a boy, and Anabelle is a girl, to clear things up]