By Anonymous

The point is I don’t remember.

By Shiharu Yamashita

It’s difficult for me to cry when someone dies. When my role model took her own life, or even when my dog Hide died, I could not cry right away.

By Giovanna Veiga

“This is going to be the best time of your life, querida. I promise.” My mom jumps in, and I don’t wonder why she’s speaking English to me.

By Andrew Crane

By Jenae Richardson

Here I stand wondering where my St. Thomas has gone.

By Lilianna Smith

By Daisy Leepson

By Rachel Reeser

I crossed the bridge a long time ago, took a road out of town, and never returned.