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Breast Cancer Awareness Month
Breast Cancer Awareness Month, also referred to in the United States as National Breast Cancer Awareness Month, is an annual international health campaign organized by major breast cancer charities… October is designated as Breast Cancer Awareness Month to educate the public about early detection, support research, and honor those affected by the disease. We wear…
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What Is The Use Of History?
What is the use of history if it teaches me to hate my brother because his father once fought mine? What is the use of knowing where our fathers stood if knowing their footsteps makes us forget where we are going? They tell me, “Go back to your roots. Remember who you were. Return to…
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Lost In The Woods
One October night in the darkness of the Aberdeen Forest, a young man named Atticus was walking with his beagle, Clyde. Atticus and Clyde had just moved to their new home on Walnut Street yesterday afternoon, so they still weren’t very familiar with their new neighborhood. They were in the forest because Clyde had started…
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The Stranger In A Familiar Town
Another Scranton October, another Halloween weekend. Just like another La Festa and another Family Weekend and another…you get the idea. I make my way to classes and internship advising meetings. Down to the little campus I spent the past four years calling home. The campus where once I was known by many. Now known by…
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My Gift Will Find Its Home
The Lord has made a home for the sparrow, A nest upon the branches, A place where its wings can rest And its little heart can belong. So, I will not fear that my gift has nowhere to go. If God made a home for the birds, Then surely, He has prepared a place For…
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October 2026 Issue 9 Volume 1
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Keys To My Dream Home
I bought a $13 enamel keychain when I lived off of tips and came home smelling like eggs and toilet cleaner. A time when each frivolous iced latte sank like a stone in my gut. “KEYS TO MY DREAM HOME,” the keychain says, full of coy confidence. I was living at my parents’ house when…
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Pens And Planners Are More Than Vibes and Aesthetics
How I’m intentionally navigating life post-healing, including being purposeful in planning and no longer subscribing to performative-based lifestyles. I’m a planner. I love using my glitter pens and writing in my floral planner. Detailing the things I have placed on a daily to-do list-while also using an alarming amount of sticky notes-brings me joy the…
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Eat Cake
It was my cousin’s eighteenth birthday and my wedding day. Hustle and bustle, moving in every direction, my mind a jumbled mess. The ceremony was a formality, that’s all, I told myself. Go through the motions – the church, the exchange of vows and rings, rice-throwing, and exit to the reception via the sleek, shiny…
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Bench
It was that time of year. I always had to return to the bench, partly to pay my respects, but mostly just to remember. I couldn’t believe that six years had passed already; the days are long, but the years are short. I took great interest in watching the sunset as often as I could;…
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A Glimpse To 2030
Inside my one-bedroom flat, gazing at life from a distance. My eyes pop out because of disbelief, and my jaw drops because of amazement. Year 2030 looks like a year that’s not from planet Earth. Almost everything is artificial and unbelievable in 2030. Starting from how people look with too much makeup, Brazilian Butt Lifts,…
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What’s Bugging You?
AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is my response to one of the most interesting writing prompts I’ve ever responded to: “An exterminator is called to a house for an infestation of memories. These memories are nested in the walls, chewing through the floorboards, and leaving droppings of half-forgotten faces everywhere. The exterminator gets to work…” ——– Carl…
