QLS High School Writing Club
By Angela Liu, Class of 2024, Honorable Mention of “The Roar”‘s High School Fall Writing Contest! On the way back the mall offers mea final jingle. It is Novemberon its last stand and it tingles on the shellof my reddened ear. My face frozenby cold air, stung and lasting.To wait is to fall asleep:my trees […]
MoreI’m a mosaic of mirrors meant to reflect the personalities of the people I admire the most. I’m a culmination of plagiarized jokes and stolen souls reformed to be my new personality. Late at night, grown-up voices echo throughout the open hallways that line our house. I lay in bed, gripping onto every word, Every […]
Morefinally, it stopped raining.
i kept hoping the rain would stop tomorrow.
the rain relentlessly fell,
creating even more puddles with all the splashes.
i used to quickly run through the downpour, hoping for shelter ahead,
you would offer to share your umbrella with me…
Matthew Chu You’re standing here beside me. Your presence is familiar; comforting. It’s like how I always know and prefer what my own bed feels like, no matter where I am. Like, I’m in bed at a hotel, but that one particular bed, my bed, is different: unforgettable. Just like you – I’ll never forget […]
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