SHORT STORY: "Warmth in the Winter" By Christina Taragjini

“Warmth in the Winter”

By Christina Taragjini 

     The snow fell on the already icy road with a determination that was unbreakable. The steady amount dropped from the heavens and created a stark white blanket over the sky. The 2012 Volvo S60, driving along the newly hidden path, stuck out like a sore thumb. Its deep black paint color made it distinguishable from miles away, but the fresh wax reflected the white light and intensified its pure aura. He sat behind the leather steering wheel, scarred with centimeter- thick grooves meant for finger placement. The new air-freshener embraced the vehicle’s interior with a nostril-pleasing hug. But it did not go further. It was unable to penetrate the cloud hanging above my head and his head. For the first time, my cousin’s new boyfriend had picked me up from my job as a customer service representative and I had only met him once before. The awkwardness was undeniable. My nerves were frayed from dealing with impatient customers and his arrival did nothing to aid in their defraying. He drove continuously down this lonely two- lane road, leading us toward home. The tension cloud continued to hang above us until he began to talk to me.

SHORT STORY: "The Time When..." By Christina Taragjini

“The Time When....”

By Christina Taragjini

     We waited outside of the locked grey door as patiently as teenagers could possibly be. The hustle and bustle of the high-school hallways was starting to fade away, but within moments, the noise was replaced by the rattling of keys. She came toward us. With her villainous smirk, she strutted down the hallway, making sure to take her precious time. “Here she comes.” These words were transferred from mouth to mouth until...

POETRY: "Touching Tunes" By Christina Taragjini

“Touching Tunes”
By Christina Taragjini

The trickling of sounds from the piano
creates a steady melody of inspiration.

The variation of note combinations
each producing a desired effect.
The harmony acts like a cushion of raising emotions.
The grace notes pique your interest
and make you pay attention.
The final broken chord disconnects you from the music.

POETRY: "Envying Childhood" By Christina Taragjini

“Envying Childhood”
By Christina Taragjini


The naivety of children is yearned for by adults.

The sense of adventure and creativity expresses itself
 and makes going to the grocery store

seem like an adventure through the jungle.