childhood
A Dublin Christmas
A Dublin Christmas written by: Julian Lee The Liffey sleeps beneath a pale moon’s gleam, While Grafton’s...
The Bell
The Bell written by: Sera V Worrall Gold, red, an orange glow Fire reflected in the glittering...
Father Christmas
Father Christmas written by: Lynn White I was so excited. It was nearly Christmas and I was...
Child of Mine
Child of Mine written by: Marjorie Steffe Dearest Child of Mine, I saw you alone in your...
The Mirror Did Not Come as Glass
The Mirror Did Not Come as Glass written by: Elizabeth Bonsera The mirror wasn’t made of glass,...
Mercury
Mercury written by: Nick Di Carlo - When I was a kid, if I could’ve been a god, I’d have been Mercury—the jack-of-all-trades...
Apology
Apology written by: Elisa Grant There were words I needed but never heard, soft syllables stitched with...
The Waiting
The Waiting written by: Carrie Farrar Recognition, she thought, as if it were practice, an instrument long...
Success Despite Childhood Trauma
Success Despite Childhood Trauma written by: Jessi Gold - Bone-chilling anguish: a result of childhood trauma, it is an experience...
Haunted Quarters
Haunted Quarters written by: Christina Chin Five years old. She said her father was called up to...
My Father Never Visits My Nightmares
My Father Never Visits My Nightmares written by: Jemima Cohen I rest in gentleness, I am an...
The Measured Arc
The Measured Arc written by: Archana Rineesh The clock tower bell, a heavy, velvet sound, Measures the...
November Forest Walk
November Forest Walk written by: Christopher Johnson - Framingham Centre, 20 miles west of Boston, is a symmetrical oval...
Home (What else do we have?)
Home (What else do we have?) written by: Amber Lethe Fairies dance around me Green grass ripples...
