Words by: Anonymous
Art by: Jennifer Hoang
On family trips, me and my little brother always had to take turns sitting in the middle. Our little bodies squished, the annoying hump in the middle of the car floor forcing our legs into an awkward V.
… Sitting in the Middle
Words by: Angel Tully
Art by: Jess Heng
I always dreamed about the man who would sweep me off my feet. The one who would stand outside my window serenading me with a stereo above his head. Or the one who would gaze longingly over the edge of his dock at the green light in the distance yearning for my love. I wanted Ryan Gosling to twirl me around and ask me to dance in the middle of the street and I wanted Heath Ledger to sing Frankie Valli’s ‘Can’t Take My Eyes off You’ to me on the bleachers with the school marching band. I wanted that fireworks-and-butterflies kind of love.
… Love That’s Good on Paper
Words by: Ash Dowling
Art by: Sasha Clancy
My books are kept in a modest 3×3 cube bookshelf in my bedroom. I wish I could say it was organised so that each cube contained books of a particular genre, era, or even colour — but instead, they are all mixed up, like the surprising friendship groups that emerge in middle school.
… Hello Espy, Welcome to my Bookshelf
Words by Kalida Edwards Art by Rochelle Oh
I realised at a very early age, that I best expressed myself by putting pen to paper.
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