Olivia G. Hollman

Tomorrow was the day Alex had been looking forward to all summer. Mom and Dad were waiting for him back home in Washington. Alex had to...

Stooped over, his thin, dark frame slouches over his work. He delicately sculpts the soft clay with course hands, his balding hair...

Moonlight streams though your gossamer curtains as every few minutes you toss and turn among the covers. Unconsciously whisper to...

The trees cast their dark shadows on the pond’s surface, each branch stretching both towards the heavens and piercing my heart. Hushed. ...

In the quest for meaning poets ultimately wrestle with the question of the existence of the divine, of the actuality of godly power, or...

Livy, The Founding of Rome, 1.7.2 “inde cum altercatione congressi certamine irarum ad caedem vertuntur; ibi in turba ictus Remus...

“Momma?” “Yeah? Boo?!! Honey!” Boo lay in a hospital bed, muddied golden locks mixed with a white bandage and a little heart monitor...

Earth­shattering, god­like beings dwell around us. Bearing the loads of others’ misdeeds and upholding justice and the American way, it...

Canto I At night, my curled form is sleeping, yet glory descends to awake, my eyes blinded, myself afeared the presence of God is near....

Pebbles lie betwixt boulders, up and down the riverbank of writing. Toes tingling with twinges of nipping ice water, I wade, step by...

Creeping talons of depression grip me, tearing and lashing as beaks gleam They rip my insides vehemently scraping tissue and soft...

Shoes clicking on the marble floor, rat-a-tapping as briskly as an isolated walk could, Mr. Cruise strutted by me at the gala. His blue...