Young Writers Society

It's nothing spectacular, but gets to the point.

Will it get deeper or will it never be? from a thought that developed into a poem

Images of a peace so simple yet too prominent to ignore

but how 'bout them pl0t tw!sts?

In the world of Extravaganza, all my heart seeks for is something normal.

It's as if I am Atlas.

​i got my dad's hair and my mother's hatred.

These are some random lines that came to me when i was really sad and wanted to write a piece on it.

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An anger fueled commentary on victim blaming and undeserved acquittal.

This is about my sister, and how our relationship has changed as we grew, and how it will continue to change as we continue to grow.

Just venting, y'all

A metaphorical tale of loss from the tragedy of seasonal depression

It's been a minute since I was on YSW. Here's a recent musing on living in the moment.

I was inspired to write this when I was looking out my window, watching everyone pass by on the street below.