You're Write Online Zine
Calling all teens ages 13-17: share your writing in our online zine, You're Write
Anyone from the age of 13 to the age of 17 is welcome to submit short stories, poems, and creative nonfiction via the submission form. We will select and post work on a quarterly basis, with new issues going up in January, April, July, and October. We'll let you know if your work has been selected within a month of your submission date.
 
Please read our submission guidelines before submitting.
 
NEXT ISSUE (Spring) comes out April 20, 2018.
DEADLINE for submissions is April 13, 2018.
 
Please enjoy the selections for our latest issue below.

The Roof

The sun glared down and baked the road, sending silvery heat waves up from the broken asphalt. Vehicles were scarce, and the rare one I saw sputtered and clanked like it was in need of a few vital parts. Often, a mule-drawn cart would drive past, loaded with metal scraps and old machines. The people standing on the side of the road stared at me with empty eyes that perused my blonde hair and fair skin. I smiled when they stared, but not a muscle moved in their stoic faces.

Camping, something I've been asking for for years, is finally underway. The tradition welcomes me with open arms, but is somewhat lacking the stereotypes I remember so fondly. Slowly trucking down the long driveway in silence in the dusty white Ford was building up for a big reveal, even though I've seen the same house many times before

“For food, for raiment, for life, for opportunity, for friendship and fellowship we thank you, O Lord, Amen.” We uttered this prayer together before every meal on my Philmont Trek last summer.

For Food

Philmont Scout Ranch, located in Cimarron, New Mexico, offered large variety of foods. I remember the first time we set foot in basecamp’s mess hall. As we entered the room, the murmur of the crowd was dwarfed by the thundering tone of an upright piano flat against a wall. The pianist was playing Clocks, by Coldplay, a grand song that soon became the theme song of my Philmont adventure: grand, adventurous, and breathtaking. That evening, we ate roast beef, potatoes, cooked vegetables, and a yeast dinner roll. That was a delicious dinner labored over with care, a stark contrast to the packaged food we ate for most of the trek.

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