Laura Lützen (Age: 16)

If you turn right at the fork of Grenkins Avenue, which becomes Dennison Road on the left, the first thing you’ll see of Cornfield Street is a rusty metal post. This post is the earliest hint you’ll get to the...

  I think I like when it rains   I like it when the sky cries  I forget my own sad complaints  I watch the rain wash them away    I think I like when it rains  I like the...

Dear Universe, dear God, dear Death, dear Life or whomever will listen  Do not claim her soul, I beg you  She is not perfect, that is true;  She makes messes with a wave of her finger  Or used to  Her...

The air is cold, the wind is crisp  It howls by night and seeps by day  Through tiny cracks that none can see  But the malicious spirit, living there  In every gale, breeze, gust and blow  Seeking holes it might...