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  By Carrie Lee   What I’m struggling with most of all Is finding balance Between truth and kindness My brother is making an art gallery on the walls Carving his

By Harriet Sim   Dear Death,   How can I satisfy you?   Do I not allow you hours of nightly torment?   Do I not lay my docile body out

  By Jeremy Sun They say home is where the heart is. My mother, my sister and I are visiting China. My father had visited the

By Lydia Morgan   “So what actually is up with them?” my classmate Sophie wondered aloud, as we packed away our laptops at the end of

[From the editors]   By Sharon Wong Cricket trills its song, Two a.m. scream of dark night, Morning talks of flight.   You are naked in front of the lone mirror

By Zara Khan   I sometimes wish English was a richer language So I had more ways of telling you how I feel about you –