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The room is quiet now, empty except for the therapist. She sits in her chair, notebook in her lap, her pen resting between her fingers....

The room is quiet now, but it’s not the heavy, suffocating silence it had been at the start. It feels lighter, fuller, as if the space...

Lila twists her bracelet so tightly that the threads dig into her skin, leaving faint red marks. Her heart is pounding, her breathing...

James leans forward in his chair, his elbows resting on his knees, his hood slipping further down his back. He’s been sitting in silence,...

Elena crosses her arms tightly over her chest, her bracelet pressing into her skin as she glares at the floor. She can feel the weight of...

Zoe leans back in her chair, her knee bouncing so fast it feels like it might shake the floor. Her fingers tap against her thigh,...

“Protect the children,” you scream, Marjorie, as if your hands aren’t red with the harm you create. You aim your laws like loaded guns,...

Lila’s fingers twist her bracelet so tightly it digs into her skin, but the pain keeps her grounded. Her heart pounds against her ribs...

I lock the bathroom door, twist it tight so no one can come in. Steam covers the mirror, and for a second, I don’t see myself. For a...

I was nineteen when silence swallowed me whole, When trust morphed into a knife he slipped between my ribs. He told me, “You’re special,”...

Sam’s fingers dig into the edge of his chair, the hard wood biting into his palms. His chest feels tight, and his stomach churns as he...

The snowstorm swept into town quietly this time, soft and heavy, blanketing everything in silence. From his bedroom window, Sam watched...

The snow came heavier this year, blanketing the town in quiet. Sam stood at his bedroom window, staring out at the untouched yard. The...

The hallway reeks of gym socks and cheap Axe, the kind they spray like armor, thinking it makes them invincible. Lockers slam like...

I am a child. They taught me about freedom in school, Showed me flags, said justice was the rule. But something feels broken, I don’t...

Four Years Ago: January 6, 2021 The boy was eight. The world felt safe, where wrongs could be righted, and adults always knew best. Until...

Elena picks at her bracelet, twisting the thin metal so hard she’s surprised it hasn’t snapped. Her jaw is tight, her body stiff, and she...

The wind howled, rattling the thin windowpane in Sam’s bedroom. The glow of his desk lamp illuminated an untouched math worksheet, the...

We were boys once, barely more than whispers in the world’s noise, stitched together by the soft hum of a classroom and the secret codes...

The beat pounds like a second heart, steady and unrelenting, a rhythm that drowns out thought but not the ache. Neon smears across skin—...