Rock Springs, Wyoming by William Brashier
Rock Springs, Wyoming, 2006
We in our trailer, one mile out of town.
Two bedrooms with holes in walls.
Memories in the carpet
Old family pictures on the wall.
Home.
THE DATE by Victoria Sandoval
Marcus’s dirty grubby fingers better not touch that popcorn. We were at the movies watching The Internship, Marcus was on my left and Anthony was on my right. I honestly don’t even understand how I got into this with the boy I have despised since the 8th grade and the boy I have been in love with since the 3rd grade sandwiching me in the these small red chairs.
VIDEO ANNOUNCEMENTS
BUTTERFLIES by Alicia Pfaff
A video created by my mom,
Keeps the memories strong.
Reminding me of how strong I really am.
VIDEO ANNOUNCEMENTS
LUNCH ROOM by Gage Thomas
Lunch is always a difficult time for me.
Almost every day after fourth period I head down to the Den and grab a bite. I wait in the line to get my food and then pay for it, you know, the things normal people do. Once I leave the line, it becomes an uncomfortable expedition for a lunch table.
CHORUS by Alicia Pfaff
The room filled with tension,
Nerves flying through the air
From one member to the next.
Smiling under the
Crowds’ stares filled
With expectation.