by Top o the World Staff | Dec 4, 2022 | Creative Writing
By Emma Omid She brushes the paint along her legsHe arms, her stomach, her headsShe covers her eyes with golden black drapesAnd begins to scratch her scrapesHer pencils drift fastShading in her nailsCloaking the white, pointed tipsWith darkened, smoothed tailsHer... 
by Top o the World Staff | Nov 9, 2022 | Creative Writing
By Emma Omid Some flowers are meantTo be pickedTo be placedIn a vasePut on displayUntil they shrivel and dieAnd they are thrown backTo where they have always belongedAnd will stay.I always find myself yearningFor a field of blue budsTo take me there.They turn into the... 
by Top o the World Staff | Nov 6, 2022 | Creative Writing
By Emma Omid I stare down at the bricksThe cracks and cratersThe scratches and stainsAnd I wonder how long they’ll lastWill they break under the pressure of a giant truck?Or the light step of a child?Will it be something bigOr something small?I can see the snow... 
by Top o the World Staff | Oct 29, 2022 | Creative Writing
By Kira Cordova Bone on glass makes an unsavory clink, like like a splinter in a lake-top ice rink or the creak when a gila monster blinks. It tends to make the living overthink when I rib-cage up to the bar and wink, so I tend to stay in, but this... 
by Top o the World Staff | Oct 27, 2022 | Creative Writing
By Emma Omid Today, I was told to be a rockstar.I was told to dress upAnd be ready to lip synchAnd dance around likeThe world wasn’t watching.I didn’t want to be a rockstar.I didn’t want to pretend like no one could see meLike I was more confident, more outgoingMore... 
by Top o the World Staff | Oct 10, 2022 | Creative Writing
By Emma Omid “Get on the sled. Just get on the sled. You can do it. Don’t be afraid.” The small boy’s sister stood at the top of the hill, holding the plastic sled in place. His hands curled close to his chest, the worn mittens scratching against his heavy jacket. He...