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  • Nonfiction > Heroes
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    I am five as my chubby hands reach to clear the strands of hair and shade my eyes. Standing before me is a towering, lush tree covered in ripe, cerise cherries. My sketcher, light-up shoes flash under the moist ground, squishy with fruits. The fragment of cherries is redolent in the air. I eagerly...
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    “Nelly Bly hab a voice like de turtle dove, I hear it in de meadow and I hear it in de grove.” These popular lyrics helped transform Elizabeth Cochran into Nellie Bly, a groundbreaking journalist and justice fighter. Her voice may or may not be sweet as a dove, but her words and outspoken pe...
  • Hot Topics > Letters to the Editor
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    Teen Ink is wonderful. It has opened countless doors for me, helping drive my aspirations of becoming a writer; because I was published in Teen Ink, I wrote hungrily, leading up to attending Carnegie Hall as a result of the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards. Teen Ink has a unique, amazing system ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The sky is taut, reminiscence of stretch lines just remembered; the color of raspberry lemonade, you finger the leaves, bright orange, vibrant red, mess of hues that seem to belong only in Photoshop and the effects of acrylic paint, each xylem line in the leaves, turning and twisting, in dis...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Even I cannot tell you which way the knife will slice, and pierce the air, to shatter and smash the screen of silence, unfilled with shuddering breaths and dank sweat, nor can I even envision, the splattering of blade against artery and the shrill piercings of agony from mute mute mute. Yet...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Just stop, she said, just stop stop thinking in such poetic terms and making everything around you beautiful when it could be so simple. It’s not beautiful, I butt in, it's a vessel for emotions and ideas, it's the three syllables that matter, the sound that resonates. It’s the sweet...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    you hold the phrase Coming Home catching them in your eyelashes, weeping mixture of iron and saliva even as bombs land, gently, only to explode unlike curves of your hips that were not heavy nor tart, young, delectable, enticing they now yearn for salt lines and fingerprints you used every ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The frayed crest of the moon hovers overhead, held by a tightrope of prayers. My sister runs outside pudgy face, pigtails, bare chested and fresh daises in her hair. At night the fireflies are her only concerns, mason jar her companion. Foreshadowing in perfect literary sync, a storm brews, s...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    the sun mildly meanders down vertebrae of mountains lacing into our shadows a slight of hand to let the line shimmer. my hold relaxes and away flies the fishing pole i am distraught but you laugh beneath the twin crescent ellipses we pick pale nude fuzzy peaches born from delicate embryo...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    the dusk is barren and lingers the image of abyss and scent of fragrant lilac petals to bloom nights blending into nights the cervical curve of her spine grows stronger, broader, smoother hazel-nut keratin hair grows thicker and thicker and now tangible are where countless men have once ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    i am the bearer of misfortunes. saccharine sweetness melting into my tangled unkempt hair, smoke seeping into my epidermis and cuticles. strangling the nooses of logic; analyzation of every molecule atom, detail. probing of scientific minds that ponder only upon fate which twists like a d...
  • Reviews > Music Reviews
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          Taylor Swift’s “1989,” her fifth album, was much awaited by fans. Famous for her country accent, curly locks, and relatable songs, Swift has turned away from Country to craft her first Pop album. Although her songs have a more edgy beat and her hair is straightened, her songs still ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Seven million Homo sapiens and counting Seven million and one Seven million and two Seven million and three... Universes colliding, expanding, diminishing. A star burns brighter but reaches us too late in an attempt to contact, say hello, goodbye, I’m here, don’t forget. Of upmost impo...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Childhood was like a coconut, I sailed on for many years Waves daunted with untendered words Everything shaking, shattering into shambles afraid to land, settle my roots, expand my leaves Buoyant and free-floating, I suppose it is fortunate That you happened to like coconuts and take me unde...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    You fled at dawn with the fear of drowning nipping at your heels. Searching through the tumbleweeds and sand, like a martyr, you led. Slipping away from commanding voices, orientation, lists, and stringent rules. Now the stars align perfectly above your head. The ocean froths an...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Long before words bloomed from Our parched brown lips we made a Show of emotions and motions And words made a game of teasing us Catching on the fringes of our Thoughts, emotions, smiles, And wrapping everything in a bundle Till it all fell into gorge in a rush Something like a hunger co...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My eyes unwavering like steady Christmas lights, watching you drift away like balloons, and my fingertips, fingernails bitten down to the very tips, stretch in an absolute attempt to reach you. Our chapped lips puckered up to make O’s that reverberate and rebound off these b...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Crescent moons pre-sliced by Mother Nature yellow-orange tangerines, delectable, coated with waxy suberin. Slowly unzipping each layer with  anticipation and it unravels slowly like warm summer rain drizzling on my forearms. Inevitably, it is perfect laying there on its flat tummy with a ...
  • Nonfiction > Educator of the Year
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    It is early in the morning, but it still feels like nighttime as our cars crunch over the new-fallen snow. By the time the sun is up, my twenty-nine peers and I are at school. It is Saturday and we are here for our much-awaited Science Olympiad Competition. While we compete in various events, ou...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    needs to be a longer word because it holds so little assurance in its six letters and two syllables. Maybe by dragging it out we can pretend—a little longer—that always does not mean until one person gives up and free falls away. Maybe always is just a promise that is forgotten,...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Almost, Not Quite Almost borders upon obliviation and casualty but exuberance whisks it away with a haughty smirk. Almost ready to sing you a symphony and glide upon the triumph in the sea of voices but not willing to go that far in the constantly changing shadows of glassy gray. Almost...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    The fish are mere words I, the fishermen, hold the net, poetry, and cast....
  • Hot Topics > Letters to the Editor
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    The other day I came home and found the September issue of Teen Ink lying on my bed. After a rough week of school including getting used to new teachers, rigorous schedules, and hectic classes, all I wanted to do was curl up and read. So I did. Teen Ink is a magazine that relieves the stress of ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Love is a funny thing It can be a cruel game Add -ed and it becomes what you were to me Add -s and it is what I still do to you Add -r and it is the thing you were, The thing that ended when we kissed Farewell and good-bye Love is funny sometimes It delights us in messing with our minds...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    I will wear my heart Embroiled on my sleeve Not for you to mock But perhaps to see I am truly what you never Believed me to be...

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