Flash Fiction: The Crow
I met the crow while taking a walk in a park during winter. The park was barren and devoid of all life, but I liked it that way. I preferred […]
Flash Fiction: Somewhere Else
The summer heat is baking the streets as my friends and I are running down the street, scream-laughing because Isabel took Jaira’s shoe. Hannah and I are running after them just to keep up […]
Poetry: Ravishing cold, you
The cold is humbling, Its brisk wind, Kisses noses and cheeks red. Dressed in warm, comforting clothes, Hugging frail skin, cracked in dry air. The cold is kind, It kills quietly, […]
Poetry: Cuffing Season
With every season The Palouse hills show their true character. Come fall, wheat yellows, Soil is overturned and The loan becomes a new. Much like these hills, People begin to turn […]
Flash Fiction: Caught in a Keepsake
EVAN AND ABBY, DO NOT OPEN UNTIL YOUR LAST SUMMER – OR ELSE!!! LOVE, YOUR 10-YEAR-OLD SELVES “That’s a bit ominous, don’t you think?” Evan said, wiping more dirt off the corners of our keepsake box. Years […]
Flash Fiction: Unreliable
The leaves above me were sliding through the air, like waves lapping across the ocean. I was trying to determine whether it was the wind shaking the delicate branches, or […]
Flash Fiction: Roller Rink
“You’re falling all over yourself,” Max rolled his eyes. Next to her, he skated seamlessly, somehow finding a way to be as graceful in rentable roller skates as an ice […]
A “Trebling” Year for Music Students
A Sweet Melody Plays on For Students as the Semester Comes to an End Recitals, Virtual Concerts and COVID-19, Oh My!
As students began to navigate their classes virtually, music majors had to adjust to a new setting of ensemble groups, getting to know other parts of campus for their practices and perform in front of virtual audiences. Vanessa Sielert, […]
Flash Fiction: The Arboretum
The park near my home is a very special place. It’s an arboretum, a museum for plants and trees. A small, man-made forest, created from seeds of nature hailing from […]
Poetry: Ruffled Feathers
If only if only the woodpecker cried, The farmers, they saw him and took both his eyes.They went to the market with marbles in pockets And sold his eye sockets […]