By Maanvi Singh (age 10) “Aaah!” I say, as a huge mural spreads the ground…
The Grocery List
By Maanvi Singh (age 10) “Aaargh!” Iris thought, “Where in the world are the hamburgers?!…
The Triple Wedding
By Maanvi Singh (age 10) “Oh my god!” Delilah announces, “Now that Lettie is finally…
The Little Thief
By Maanvi Singh (age 10) Look, here’s the deal. If you don’t tell a single…
The Pet Pickle
By Maanvi Singh Ally is walking on the sidewalk when she finds her neighbor, Grey,…
the american dream
Today, I am sixteen years old. One, four, eight, and twelve years ago, I sat…
the weight of blood
There is nothing that could make a young girl jump out of her skin faster…
Correspondences with a Frito
Hey, it’s me! Frito! Crunchy, salty, and delicious. Excited to be eaten by you! Really…
welcome to the condensory
I heard there is a lamp in the shining sky. Both my hands are dirty…
Elara’s Pots
In a village, in a valley, in between two mountains, there lived a potter named…