raw journal
Photograph by Georgia Crum raw journal Julia Lindemann one. i knew i did not stand a chance (from the very moment i met you) two. you caught me at a point in my life where my shadow was complaining about never following joy (my most exuberant of emotions were shoved away in the dustiest corners […]
Faultlines
Faultline Marie Ungar I. “Ma’am, your son’s been in an accident.” […]
Crossroads IV Writing Award
We are thrilled by all the wonderful work received for this year’s teen anthology. We are doubly glad to announce our award winner, Marie Ungar, selected by UVA Creative Writing professor, Jeffery Renard Allen. Marie is a rising junior, poetry editor of our Crossroads IV anthology, active writer and winner of the latest Writer’s Eye […]
7 CEN 7147A
Lampshade by Allison Lange 7 CEN 7147A Audrey Parks I told everyone who listened that it should have been me. The pioneer, the sacrifice. The difference? Obsolete. It should have been me. But it was you who jumped from the balcony. Gravity belied you, pulled you down among your spirit, where your spine twisted […]
Childhood
Photograph by Chris Murphy Childhood Luca Sun There was once a time where the floors were made of lava where your backyard was an untamed land full of things to explore where a cardboard box could take you to the moon. This was a time of peace, where you had nothing to worry about except […]
Three Days on the Appalachian Trail
Photograph by Kamryn Crossman Three Days on the Appalachian Trail Catherine Roesch The mountains paint the contrast of emerald pine on black stone of crystal blue on the dark unknown. How many feet have walked these paths before? I wonder this as I see the boulders overwhelm the Earth below. I see the trees […]
The First Pancake
Photograph by Grace Gilbert The First Pancake Kate Walz You always throw the first pancake out That’s what my mom told me her mom told her I’ve never done it though because, why waste perfectly good food? She must have told me this for an important reason, she must have, she must have. In English […]
The Drums
The Drums
by Daniel Szabo
The valley sits, oh so peaceful,
Filled with the whispers of trees,
Ignited by the cacophony of colorful leaves,
Teeming with the songs of birds.
Open Mic Rescheduled!
Our Open Mic event is rescheduled for Sunday, May 22nd at 4pm at the vibrant venue of IX Art Park! (And we have indoor space in case of rain!) All teens, their families and the Charlottesville community are welcome! We are grateful to our judge, Jeffery Allen from UVA, who will be presenting the winning […]
Maple Tree
Maple Tree Huaiyu Lu Maple tree, river, you, and I, In this only summer for life, met in the crossroad of water route. Youth sometimes hurt in this growing season. The tree was bleeding, When naughty boys carved cursing or teasing words on the tree. But these scars did not last long, The rushing […]