Autumn has a strange way of reminding us that life and death are realities of our existence on earth. The leaves turn red and gold and parachute down to the cold earth below. However, nature constantly reminds us of the hope of spring, even though the chill of winter often seems to linger too long. Anne’s hope in the midst of her “winter” is a timeless theme repeated in various poems and stories throughout time. Now it’s your turn. Write about some aspect of life and death for this week’s “speak out” prompt.

This week we have examined the racism that fueled Hitler’s mass genocide of the Jews and other minorities. Write on any topic related to racism, stereoptying, prejudice, or discrimination.

This is where you may submit any article or poem or story that you want published in the first issue.