So, this fancy-shmancy, whitey-ditey musuem stuck its only black exhibit in the basement. Read on
Atlanta Teen Voices / all
Look in the mirror, how lovely you are
You take the time in perfecting your nature
Seeing not even a scratch or a scar
Your bright eyes show signs that you’re now mature Read on
I’ve had my dose of jaw-dropping obsessive meltdowns, and to desensitize to these attacks, I laugh. If I don’t, I become an irrational mess in a hazmat suit, only consuming blue M&Ms and touching street lights so I won’t die. To overcome OCD, I can’t just survive. I must thrive. Read on
Kate’s Club teens speak up about their grief journey. Read on
Four students went three different different Atlanta neighborhoods to explore the issue of class and break the bubble they were living in. Read on
I go up to the stage
My hands are clamming and my heart is thumping loudly against my ear drum
I keep my mouth closed by biting my bottom lip,
Anticipating the judge's first word ... Read on
