Teen Ink

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After Wounded Knee

By Elise L., Carmel, IN

You still wear that old war paint (angry lines slashed above your eyes) I can feel you waiting for the battle to come (spikes of red staining your cheeks) There are no pawing horses now No painted hands on their haunches (the number of... (more »)

Perfect

By Kelsey H., State University, AR

The eyeliner makes the dark circles less pronounced. The lip gloss hides the trembling. The ponytail conceals missing patches of hair. The Abercrombie sweater covers bruises. I might look at bit thinner, but everyone will ask about my new diet. My... (more »)

The Way of a Cherokee

By Continuum, Lillington, NC

I don’t remember much before the time I lived in Shelby, Montana, with my grandparents – which is probably why I always think I spent the first five years of my life there when in truth it was really only two. Still, even those memories have... (more »)

Screenwriter Tom Fontana

By Martin B., New City and New York

Tom Fontana is the Emmy award-winning screenwriter and producer of “St. Elsewhere,” “Homicide,” and “Oz.” His TV series were among the first modern medical and police dramas, setting the stage for shows like “Law & Order” and... (more »)

Still Not Colorblind

By Aaron S., zebulon, NC

I often heard about the presidential election on the news. You probably did too, if you expose yourself at all to the sickly sun of the American media. Journalists, reporters, and every other member of the information army practically wet... (more »)

The Secret Life Of Bees by..

By Macy M., Miami, FL

The Secret Life of Bees is a meaningful story of racism, humanity, and divine female rights. This book absolutely grabbed me and made me read. As my eyes sprinted over the words, I began to feel the characters’ pain and emotions. This... (more »)

Waiting

By Anna L., Hampstead, NH

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Flying

By Lindsay G., Hewlett, NY

The life-size castle had a slide and two floors; my daughter would have to have it. We were 10 years old and leafing through the Toys “R” Us catalog, picking out toys we would buy for our children. We sat on our knees around the coffee table,... (more »)