The Artist-Julia Green
she tries her best to please her audience but no one wants a sad painting No one wants a paintingContinue Reading
Iowa City High School's Premier Literary Magazine
she tries her best to please her audience but no one wants a sad painting No one wants a paintingContinue Reading
There’s a new contest getting started in The Review, with the prompt of “What do you dream of?” Of course,Continue Reading
I have memories stretching back several years of seeing huge pink and white blossoms hanging on the bushes in ourContinue Reading
Prologue: Varis clashed with his master, Siviis Glynn, the Archmage of the Sun. They threw bolts of shimmering fire atContinue Reading
On a rain-filled night the country road revealed to them its way those travelers that clung to hope they’d liveContinue Reading
It ain’t a true family without any alcohol. Everyone may have had it here or there. Some party with it,Continue Reading
Heartstrings pull against Your old yellow raincoat Tattered against my chest Lungs blown up Hanging above the mantel PuncturedContinue Reading
I have memories stretching back several years of seeing huge pink and white blossoms hanging on the bushes in ourContinue Reading
Hate and fear of the different has diseased this country for centuries. It starts as a “phobia” or an “ism”Continue Reading
I’m three; my father and I live together. We don’t just share a roof; we exist and grow together. MyContinue Reading