The expression “a kiss at midnight” would normally evoke romantic images or scenes from fairy tales. This flash fiction collection puts 5 twists on the familiar theme.
A Kiss at Midnight
Reflective
The Elevator Bond
I smile and walk up to the waiting room. Even if I don’t get this job, at least I’ve got my friend back.
To Little Rapunzel
This piece describes the long journey of how I found acceptance and gained pride in my cultural identity through narration from my six-year-old self to now.
Hope, in my country, is the thing with leaves
Inspired by Emily Dickinson’s poem “Hope” is a thing with feathers”, this poem talks about Hope as a fleeting, never-reaching entity in the Dominican Republic where Hope is a cultural and spiritual value within generations.
Remsen Ave.
All I want to say is that I’m forever grateful to Nana and Papa, may they rest in peace, for opening up their home to me and allowing me to hold many great memories.
Ouroboros
Dreamlike Musings and Practicality
This is a set of three poems where I explore little ideas I wished to center poems around through the use of visual language and one poem where I explore getting personal with my writing.
The Poems of Sierra J. Williams
With the help of my mentor, Caitlin Chase, I was able to create a website using Cargo.com that would be both a portfolio of my favorite self-written poems and an outlet for creative expression.
How To Steal Your Sibling’s Sundae
As the oldest of six kids, writer Chloe Cullen told herself that helping her siblings meant taking it–even if she took it from them herself.
Memories of Blue
Have you ever had a moment where all your big memories flood back to you like a blue ocean wave?
Speaking on More Than Poetic Teen Angst
Today’s episode features Mentees Chloe Lee(she/her) and Kayla Misa (she/they). You’ll learn about Kayla’s writing and creative process for her excerpts from one of her many poetry chapbooks. We hope you enjoy this insightful discussion about poetry, Asian identity, and embracing the silly parts of ourselves.
A Foreshadowed Understanding
People often struggle with their genders growing up. Most grow out—or, rather—into their pre-established identities. I didn’t.
Skinny Girl Memoir
Growing up surrounded by women of color, I always felt isolated by the fact that my body was different from those of the beautiful women around me. This poem was my moment of solidarity; my body is no one’s but my own and I don’t need anyone else’s approval.
Golden Crab
The simple story of a girl named Leto, an old man, the uncertain ocean waters, and crabs.
The House
“The House” is a narrative essay I wrote about family and growing closer to them.