It’s always the birds. No one believes me, but it’s true. One time a flamingo unfolded its leg and spoke to me through the bars that were keeping me back. She told me her secrets. I will not be sharing...
The road ends at the grassy glen. Everyone knows this. There’s always a fire pit dug into the center of the small meadow, and it’s ringed with round river stones and full of blackened, cracked logs....
A term I’m sure most of us are familiar with is “breaking the 4th wall.” The idea of the 4th wall comes from theater, where a stage is made up of three walls with the invisible 4th wall facing the...
We’re told to avoid cliches in any art form, and often critique other art pieces for participating in them. And as we should. Cliches can often be counterproductive to any form of art. A poem...
It has been a long fall term filled with various midterms, essays, and projects and we want to give you a little break. Sometimes when the term consists of a lot of writing or researching we tend to have...
Hello Everyone! Welcome back to campus, here at Prism, Editor-in-chief Maricruz Trenado and Assistant Editor Christine Castles are so excited to see the new and returning Prism volunteers again. We have...
There is an argument about whether or not the thing we call writer's block is real or if we should even call it that. I don't think it is necessarily a mental block, but more so that our brains are stuck...
As we get closer to the start of the school year, we are arriving at an exciting time, Prism submissions!!! Submissions are now open to students for the 2022-2023 school year. If you were not aware, Prism...
If you went to a high school like mine, you probably also experienced a drought of diverse writers in your education. And you may still notice a similar ubiquity of white male authors in assigned readings,...
As someone who always had a book in their hand growing up, I always found the perfect one each time—bringing a book to any occasion, family parties, weddings, trips to the beach, or even to curl up and...
To all my writers, artists, readers, and poets galore; this post is for you. This is for that moment when you’re roped into the journal section and purchase yet another notebook. You might plan to “fill...
The Garden of Glass
I recall all those summers ago, summers ripe as this, seasons upon which I and my sister would prance amidst the flowering daisies of our grandparent’s oriental flat.
We would...
