I am sufficiently inspired to start a thousand novels – To write the opening pages that reach with gnarled fingers Into reader’s hearts,...

Walk-In She enters carrying the baggage of her pain, the weight of her history.  She’s been here before.  She trusts no one. She’s never...

Submitted as part of the 2025 Humanities and Healing Event.

Hear that melody in your head Let it sing reprieves  Against the lengthening of the day & let it sigh relief.  Then with your chest Cry...

There’s something wound up inside of me that occasionally climbs up and lives in my shoulders. It nestles itself there, making knots and...

Submitted as part of the 2025 Humanities and Healing Event. By Maia Jakubowski

Submitted as part of the 2025 Humanities and Healing Event.

In the brush where trees run wide like dreams A cocoon fixed just right contains the larvae screams Within, is a student with wings not...

Can the weight of words bear down such that My breath is lost to the keening cries of time? Is the silence quantified by the speech...

"Lockers" "Snow day" "Studying" Submitted as part of the 2025 Humanities and Healing Event.

As I sat in A7 near the Academic Rotunda, I was trying to differentiate between the different time frames of neurologic ischemia and how...

Selected submissions by participants, November 2024 By: Anonymous