• Vivian

    Jan 27, 2020
    Whenever I take my dog out in spring, summer or fall we come back and we're covered in ticks.
  • Jia

    Jan 27, 2020
    Getting stuck in a little pod in the deep, deep ocean and encountering a giant centipede. 
  • Rebecca

    Jan 20, 2020
    We were each other's sole black relatives that we had in the world. 
  • Cameron

    Jan 20, 2020
    I think my art could be a little less vulnerable and my human life could be a little more vulnerable.
  • Charles

    Jan 13, 2020
    My dad loved talking to me. And I always felt bad because I didn't love talking to him even though I loved him.
  • Ike

    Jan 13, 2020
    The noises I hear at night.
  • Eddie Adkins

    Jun 26, 2019
    By the time I got to high school, I became a featured twirler.
  • Jerry Roback

    Jun 25, 2019
    It's the slow feeling of becoming less.