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THE LIMINAL REVIEW
The June 2023 Issue

First, I want to say congratulations to all of our talented contributors. The editing team and I had a wonderful time reading through all of your work. We could feel your dedication to your craft through every piece. 

As a freshman, I was eager to put my writing out there in any way I could. Being able to publish my storytelling and receive feedback was incredibly valuable to me. I was thrilled to be able to take over the Creative Writing Club this year. Amongst the thriving and bustling extracurricular and sports-centric atmosphere of our school, I felt that young writers and artists at WHS deserved a place for their work to be published and recognized. I felt that restarting the lit mag was essential. I'm super proud of how the lit mag turned out, and I hope that it will only grow in the coming years. 

I'm thrilled to say that Eva Phillippi and Madelyn Rudolph will be taking over Creative Writing Club and the lit mag for next year. 

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We have everything in this issue- from broken hearts to dimension travelers to everyday grim reapers. You may recognize some of these pieces from the February Issue, but there are several new ones to enjoy. Happy reading!

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June 15, 2023

Miranda Nayak, Head Editor 

Sky

POETRY

"Was I the cruel

master of our fate?"

-"If you love someone let them go"

"i'm perfectly

perfect

and capable"

-"Independence"

FILM & ART

SHORT FICTION

"A crack of lightning brightened up the dark room. He burned a candle to guide his way because lightning doesn’t stay— even if its glare would make for the perfect room ambiance. Amos wished he could capture it in a jar and hold it forever. He wondered if it came from stars, like a part of their power falling down to earth. 

He briefly entertained the thought of being consumed by such lighting. 

Amos smiled."

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-"Consume"

 

"I slide on the dark cloak and tie a rope around my waist to keep it on. I glimpse my skeletal reflection in the sheen of the scythe. I remember when it felt startling to look at just my bones. You get used to it, I guess, but it’s nothing like a body made of flesh. I pull up my hood, and my skeletal reflection turns into a human one."

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- "The 'Best' Job in the World"

"Like most fishermen, Beckett believed in fate; fishing was the luck of the catch, the aligning of the stars, some higher power tugging at threads. Thus, Beckett wasn’t one to scoff at the concept of soulmates— no, he knew that his person was out there, somewhere."

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-"Multiversal Romantics"

"But the legend had been twisted for hundreds of years. Pieces of the rumors rang with truth, but for different reasons than one might think. As for Ashniten himself, they never glimpsed him long enough to confirm or dispel any of the stories they told. The lives of the townspeople rarely interested him.

He was a monster, so he knew that he would always be alone."

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-"Ashniten"

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