Audrey Weaver, Creative Writing Editor
• October 19, 2023
A Two Room Apartment, 2023
The man in the tank top winces as I gingerly place a bandaid on his arm. For the most part, his wounds are all bruises, covering his face, stomach, and legs. He sits on the...
Audrey Weaver, Creative Writing Editor
• June 5, 2023
Walking along a dirt road, bare feet brushed by sand, dragging a stick across the soft surface, her eyes droop with exhaustion. Long desired sleep far from near, she keeps walking along the dirt road....
I lost track of time, too many questions had been left unanswered. I arrived in a calmer part of town just as the stars began to appear. With Eira still not in sight, there was something eerie about the...