MAD & MOONLY FALL 2018
FEATURING CHARLOTTE WU, YEUKAI ZIMBWA, JENNY LIU, CLARA ROSARIUS, & MARIE KAMINSKI
She lies inside...
Her face is framed with the beautiful uncut hair of graves
And the lines on her face
Are the scratches from the talons of the unknown
Thrashing with her until her soul
Is but fading wisps of summer rain
When I go to her
And she awakens to greet my presence at the doorway
Her footsteps are the jingles of pills
Pills for happiness
Pills for memories
Pills for the conflagration that is her mind
Pills for everything that goes with old age
When she smiles at me, her teeth is blue and white
Bleached from the pills...
That keeps her alive
And I pray for the talons to scratch her again...
To end this experiment we call life
作者：胡舒朗 (Charlotte Wu)
THIS TOO SHALL PASS
he planted a forest that caught fire in her ribcage. and despite her efforts to subdue the outbreak, orange remains. it's not newly lit, lacks the flare of a fresh flame; it has no real reason to burn, but it does anyways. and she knows that this too shall pass-- the dull ache pulsing through the empty room of her chest. she opens the closet door to the left of the light switch. finds a box with his name on it; inside rests every warm thing he unknowingly makes her feel. the girl tries to tuck this love into her pocket-- hide and not seek him any longer. she conjures up some manic pixie dream boy whose nonexistence can not crease her better judgment. she scrubs his face from her memory, his name from her tongue. packs up all of her belongings and leaves just one box behind. but inside her heart grows a garden overrun by the most invasive species known to man. this one-way love is not a rose that wilts away when plucked. it is a weed, unwavering, that no amount of pesticide can penetrate. and so the girl sits, surrounded by lackluster love poems that litter the floorboards of her room and some sad soliloquy that sounds from her chapped lip speaker. she takes love out of her pocket, unfolds it carefully, and waits for it to wither away.
THE CASHIER AT THE RUNDOWN SUPERMARKET IN CHINATOWN TELLS ME
the cashier at the rundown supermarket in chinatown
tells me my, your chinese is good for an american. reminds
me of the moment when my classmate said my
english was good for a foreigner. reminds me of my
guilt bending like the willow tree branches
outside my grandparent’s apartment in Shanghai. i used to search for my
throat in limbo until i realized that i was incapable
of finding my tongue in both 5-starred and 50-starred flags.
PHOTOGRAPHY SERIES: WITHIN MY BEING
ROOSTERS AND SUNFLOWERS
This morning I felt my life
like a burning candle, flickering,
as it opened its eyes, slowly
when my heart started beating.
While tired lungs inhaled
honeysuckle scented breeze,
exhaling in sleepy yawns,
the red rooster crowed.
My life sprouted arms and legs
its feet started walking,
and hands started grasping
feeling cold tile and mug
warm, as the sun rises.
Marie Kaminski is a student at Pittsburgh CAPA 6-12 and has won a Silver Key in the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards. Marie is also a Prince-loving coffee addict and a huge science nerd. She hopes to pursue her love of language into college.
Jenny Liu is a high school student from New York who was previously recognized by the National Scholastic Art & Writing Awards. Her poetry is forthcoming or has appeared in the Watershed Review, The Manhattanville Review, Thin Air Magazine, and elsewhere. Outside of writing, she enjoys listening to music, graphic designing, and participating in her school's Science Research program.
Clara Rosarius, born November 2000 in Cologne, Germany, is a student at Elizabeth Irwin High School in New York City. She is a passionate writer and pre-professional singer with a love for photography. In summer 2018, she will be attending the Iowa Young Writers Workshop.
Charlotte Wu is a young writer from an American school in Shanghai. She loves to challenge people's perception of controversial subjects through poetry and short stories. Her work has been published in the Little Star Magazine.
Yeukai Zimbwa is currently a student at The Blake School in Minneapolis, Minnesota where English is her favorite subject. She first discovered her passion for, and dependence on, writing at the age of 12 when she began to use it as a catharsis. As a young writer, Yeukai's work often articulates the struggles of becoming oneself, providing a lens into some of the universal struggles of adolescence.