By Christa S The urge to cry to pout and to yell  To hide a body and never tell  To make it right all over again   To be a better person, to never sin  To lie about who I am this time   The constant urge to always rhyme  To cry to pout to yell some more  To give all I have to the poor  The thing is i would if I was less vain  To give to those in more pain  To love and hurt to give and yet not give away  To leave someone you know will always stay  To understand life and all it

Lyrics by Olivia DB   Sat next to you on the bleachersWatched you play your gameIts too good to be trueCuz boys are all just the same   But you might be an exceptionSaid you don't like deceptionSuddenly im forgettingEveryone else for a day   (chorus)It's time to go homeBut i dont wanna leaveCuz something about youJust makes me feel freeDon't forget this placeDon't forget my faceStore it all awayDon't forget meCuz the veil on my eyes isSuddenly thinningIs this the end of somet

Digital Art by Chiara L

By Red F When I say Happy Holidays I don’t just mean a day When I say Happy Holidays I mean enjoy your family When I say Happy Holidays I mean be kind to those who have a hard time this Season When I say Happy Holidays I mean from now on it should mean Happy Everyone Everything

Lyrics By Courtney R [Verse]  The sun dips low behind the hills,  A Tennessee sky painted gold, standing still.  But the night wakes up where the lights shine bright,  Broadway's calling, and it feels just right.    [Prechorus]  Boots on the pavement, hearts on fire,  The sound of the fiddle climbing higher and higher.    [Chorus]  Neon nights in Tennessee,  Where the music flows like whiskey free.  Laughter echoes through the air,  Dreams are dancing everywhere.  Raise a gla

By Maggie R I’m standing here in front of you all as a Bat Mitzvah, affirming my faith. Judaism has a rich history, with so many traditions and so much struggle. But what can I do with the traditions that I just can’t support? Religion is meant to bring people together, but I think, unfortunately, what ends up happening more of the time is that it separates people. For example, the phrase “hate the sin, love the sinner” is often weaponized into something more like “hate the

By Avi M They leap out of bed All rush downstairs Immediately run to the presents Got the quickest of flares Wrapping paper rips Gifts are opened What did you get?  How do you feel?  All I feel is broken Let’s restart Let’s go back how it used to be When everything was euphoric  And colors surrounded the tree Everything was so surreal I just felt so… free I jumped out of bed I ran to the tree But before I opened my gifts  I wanted to see I wanted to see if Santa ate my cookie

A short story by Riley J  Down by the river we used to fish. Me and Jack’s parents would say that there was this fish creature, the Bogeyman, that lived in the river off of the main road leading into town.  They made up this elaborate story for the Bogeyman, of how like a hundred years ago, near the river lived a little boy and his parents. And every Saturday in the spring, the little boy would go fishing in said river. The boy’s parents trusted him, and let him stay out all

Stained Glass By Maddie R