Sophie Johnson6:15 a.m. (A Short Story)It’s terrifying when Auntie Flo walks in the room; her hair’s too curly and her eyelids are too blue. Harold could see her making her…Oct 4, 2018Oct 4, 2018
Sophie JohnsonSo I Wrote a Song on a Rock…When hearing that we could do “whatever we wanted” with a school project, I knew immediately that I wanted to do something with music. I’ve…Dec 12, 2017Dec 12, 2017
Sophie JohnsonWhy Write?Seven years ago, I was given a sparkly diary for a birthday present. My third grade self had just about no idea what to do with it, due to…Jul 30, 2017Jul 30, 2017
Sophie JohnsonThe Two Wolves Inside You - And Feeding InstructionsThere is a battle going on inside of you. It hurts sometimes, whether you know that or not. It’s uncomfortable for your body. There are two…Jul 30, 2017Jul 30, 2017
Sophie JohnsonThe Druglike Addiction to the New and UnknownI often find myself getting a haircut when it’s just the length I want it. I often find myself wanting to go home when I’m on my dream…Jul 30, 2017Jul 30, 2017
Sophie JohnsonVeterinary Clinic in WimaumaI don’t think I could tell you quite what I expected. It was new. All of it. There’s worth to that though, the utter vulnerability that…Jul 30, 20171Jul 30, 20171
Sophie JohnsonThoughts on a Little Public Bus in St. MartinMy legs were getting stuck to the seat. I didn’t dare move, though. I stayed pressed up against my mom, who was in turn pressed up against…Jul 30, 2017Jul 30, 2017
Sophie JohnsonOn Top of a Yoga MatI think what I like about it is when I see Jessie close her eyes. I like how vulnerable she allows herself to be while her hands are…Jul 30, 2017Jul 30, 2017
Sophie JohnsonThe Confused Feet of College KidsIt really did burn. The fire just ate up the wood, which stood proudly at fifty feet tall. Caution tape encased the roaring beast. Not once…Jul 30, 2017Jul 30, 2017