Elizabeth Rossi (11) | STAFF REPORTER
I don’t know my name or face anymore. I can’t remember how or when it happened. I don’t even know if it did. I can’t remember the beginning or the end.
The Train Ride Home
Author: Elizabeth
Sweetened Teeth
Elizabeth Rossi (11) | STAFF REPORTER
The hallucinations were the same as always. The same three-eyed felines and one too many winged birds slinking between the branches outside her window, singing away. Pollen and dust clouded the creases of her walls and furniture in a hydrodip smog. Her hands wove around the stem of one of the cocooned buds, too young to flower. The plant couldn’t help its innate hunger to spread, seemingly starved and equally as determined to leave no surface within the basement untouched.
Another Name
It doesn’t bother me, the notion of being another little person with another little name.
No documents or history, or star-stricken revelations to praise for times indefinite. Instead, only a half scratched out name on a few sticky notes and receipts.
Meet Your Reporter: Elizabeth Rossi
Elizabeth Rossi (11) | STAFF REPORTER
Hi, my name is Elizabeth and I’m currently a grade 11 student! I’m ecstatic to be joining the Axiom this year as both a creative writer and graphic designer. In my free time, the time that I should probably be dedicating towards studying, I love drawing, reading, playing video games, and bothering my rabbit.