Literature

WRITER: Maya Abdullah The trees are always here, just standing around, watching the world happen. The wind moves through their leaves and nobody reall

I should have stayed and fought for you  I pledge allegiance  Watered the flowers you gave me too,                                                    

My wings falter.As the pale sky crumbles to ash and dust,I feel the watchful gaze of those who came before me,And my breath becomes hollow and poisone

Image courtesy of Ariana ThorntonWritten by Ema MieleRed is the color of poppies,Orange is the color of daylilies,Yellow is the color of dandelions,Gr

Image courtesy of Dean OliverWritten by Audrey WuI watch the sunriseeach morning at the Lincoln MemorialIt is barely winteronly late November, but the

Image courtesy of NASAby Ariana Thorntonwe are not the beginning.not the pinnacle of evolution as we’ve been taughtnot the center of the universe as w

Image courtesy of Margot RichardWritten by Esme HyattWhen discussing environmentalism, I think the general response is to focus on the planet. To me,

Photo Credits: Environmental Justice Is Our Cry of Defense Ricardo Levins Morales By Ariana Thornton Pittsburg, Pennsylvania,  Richmond, California, C

By Yossi Rosen Prologue: Once upon a time, in a forest in California, a tree thinks, Drawing breaths and weaving a floral wreath of recollection. Fall

By Quinn Lauden a beam of light sets slowly over a sharp rigidly beautiful mountain but it has yet to rise again we are stuck in the dark in the smoke

By Julianne Park Do your lips crack when you stand at the podium the way the ground cracks beneath our feet, dry from ferocious heat waves and blister