Christina Degenaars · Boston College · Honorable Mention in Poetry
The child in the photograph has little more than a straw hat to halo her cold ears. She’s maybe ten, perhaps older, snared in a snapshot that hides years from view.
Paris Gravley · Oberlin College
Two seats wide, Ham Hands eats a foot-long at the corner table.
Varun Nayar · Grinnell College
1944: Badi Nani packs her children into four decrepit navy-blue duffle bags strapped to a train running down from Karachi to Dilli.
Tiffany Wong · American University
And I wonder who Held his hand as ink touched skin
Jacob Oet · Swarthmore College
The porcupine and I skip class to sail to America.
Helen Spica · Boston College
She remembers the storm that picked up the neighbor’s boy
Itai Thaler · Tufts University
And the air tastes like smoke and glazed doughnuts and you could suck it in ’til you’re sick
Maya Osbourne · Bard College · Honorable Mention in Poetry
She—a dead mango seed, a burnt redemption song
Meg Pendoley · Tufts University
Why do the sparrows choose the house with the rotting roof?
Emily Geris · Macalester
Grandma drove with shade-tolerant plants in her car to fill the beds of mulch sulking in our yard.