Stone Soup

Exceptional stories, poems, and art by people ages 6–18

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Poetry·米 迷你 — She sat as they stood, waiting.The seated passengers in her row stood and drifted to rows behind to make space.The driver’s hand twitched and tensed.She sat.The driver inhaled sharply,grimly snapping...

Story·Iris Wake, age 16 — Editor’s note: this piece engages with the body, restraint, and a young person’s reckoning with what pursues her.     The child who runs down the street is clothed in...

Editorial·William Rubel — One of my primary goals redesigning the Stone Soup website was to make the site feel more like a book. Stone Soup has long said that we show respect for...

Poetry·Avi Mehta — As we lay in the sharp blades of wet grass You told me that Theoretically We all turn to walls When we don’t know I’m not quite sure I understood....