A Freedom Legacy
My father used to tell me the story of the ocean and how it came to be. It was befallen in the...
Judged by Zackary Vernon
My father used to tell me the story of the ocean and how it came to be. It was befallen in the...
by love@wcu.edu | Apr 13, 2026 | By Maddy Rojas - 2nd place 2026
When I was in 4th grade, my father took me to a protest against the war in Afghanistan. I remember...
by love@wcu.edu | Apr 13, 2026 | By Remy Cox - 3rd place 2026
My head rests against the car window, motion of the highway rattling my teeth in my small skull. I...
by love@wcu.edu | Apr 13, 2026 | By Ashbury Haight - Finalist 2026 | 0
Mason pulled two beers from the six-pack on the workbench, tossing one to Woodrat and keeping the...
by love@wcu.edu | Apr 13, 2026 | By Andy Coe - Finalist 2026 | 0
The first time I kissed you, I knew you had been a shepherdess in some ancient and faraway land....
by love@wcu.edu | Apr 13, 2026 | By Jo Norwood - Finalist 2026 | 0
The lake hadn’t changed much, not really at least. The same smell of mud and honeysuckle, the same...
by love@wcu.edu | Apr 13, 2026 | By Michelle Dyer - Finalist 2026 | 0
In the morning mirror stares back at you like the moon: sunken basalt cheeks, lips ashen, a...