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April, Stephanie Hendricks
April, Stephanie Hendricks
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You might not know it by looking at her with her luxurious black curly fur, rust colored stockings and eyebrows, white paws, broad regal white chest, white muzzle and blaze and crowning tip of white fur on the tail, a tail that seems to be perpetual wagging, in a medium slow relaxed way, in an “I’m just hanging out and loving every moment of life,” an easy way kind of wag for most people not in the know would just look at her and say, she’s a dog, or she’s “just” a dog, or, in a rather frightened, anxious, way, …
7 Things You Learn As A First Semester Senior In College, Melanie Carlson
7 Things You Learn As A First Semester Senior In College, Melanie Carlson
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1. Going out is fun! And exhausting.
You probably turned 21 within a year of starting senior year, and you probably took advantage of all of your newfound freedom. This was really exciting and fun at first, but after a while you just want a nap (and also to never see a vodka redbull again. Seriously, who thought those were a good idea?).
Mom's Gone, Peter Richmond
Mom's Gone, Peter Richmond
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The date is August 7, 1957. It’s hard to believe that almost six decades have passed, but a look at the calendar, not to mention the event’s subsequent loneliness, make it easy to confirm. A shrink would have a field day with this one! Actually, he did! You see, the date is the day my mother left this world—died, to be blunt. She was a victim of breast cancer. She lasted barely a year after a radical mastectomy was performed that was, only to the surgeon and my father, a sham waste of time performed mainly to make my mother …
Solve For X, Yvonne Bamba
Solve For X, Yvonne Bamba
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“But I’m not good at math,” I tell my calculus teacher, hoping this explanation is enough for the big, red X splattered across the top of the pop quiz he hands back to me.
The Lady In The Red Brimmed Hat, Anna Sisler-Latta
The Lady In The Red Brimmed Hat, Anna Sisler-Latta
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There is a place where the road rises up just before descending into the hollow of Olema. Looking right, one can see the sheen of Tomales Bay sliding all the way north. The sad half light of the November afternoon gives the hills and fields a muted sepia tone like a photograph you might find in your grandmother’s attic.
The Fabric Of Time Myth, Bogie Bougas
The Fabric Of Time Myth, Bogie Bougas
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Back in the days of Ice and fog, on a cold and bitter morning, when the snow fell so high it blotted out the low rising sun, Time came down from the heavens as a naked lamb. “I am cold,” she said. “Who amongst you will weave me a garment strong enough to see me through these bitter days?”
Nice Night For It, Jeffrey Wincek
Nice Night For It, Jeffrey Wincek
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(CAL enters. He passes JAKOB, pauses, then returns. He stands at the rail a short distance from JAKOB and looks out towards the city.)
CAL Nice night for it.
JAKOB What?
CAL I said, "Nice night for it".
JAKOB Whatever, man.
(CAL turns and looks back at the skyline, JAKOB resumes looking down into the water. After a moment.)
Some Things Remain, Deborah Aminifard
Some Things Remain, Deborah Aminifard
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It was raining the morning the trucks pulled up in front of their home, and the policemen, armed with rifles and batons, came to the front door. It was still dark when five year old Joanne, asleep in her bed, was awakened by loud pounding on the front door and a policeman shouting “ Maak julle oop!” in Afrikaans, “open up!” She listened as the policemen came in and began shouting at her mother, ordering her to gather her possessions, quickly, and put them on the truck. The door slammed shut and then there was silence. Joanne came out of …
Why I Write, Mary Morrison
Silence Of The Caves, Doreen Williamson
4 Years, Brittney La Noire
Sometimes, Carina R
Haiku, Mary Hohlman
Tanka And Micropoetry, Mary Hohlman
Love In Transit, Kylie Walsh
A Self-Portrait Of A Young Girl On Her Last Day Of Teenagehood, Kylie Walsh
A Self-Portrait Of A Young Girl On Her Last Day Of Teenagehood, Kylie Walsh
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Acrophobic, Alexander Turnage
Recovery Room, Jeffrey Wincek
Untitled, Bj Van Horn
Waiting For Spring, Bailee Christmas
Privilege, Adrienne Davis
Emperor Humanus, Daniel E. Stockman
Defender Of The Night, Theodora Pasion
An Excerpt From My Senior Thesis, Aimee G. Carrazco
An Excerpt From My Senior Thesis, Aimee G. Carrazco
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A Lightning Bug, Deborah Aminifard
When It's Never Enough, Brittney La Noire
Secrets, Rose Von Buchau
Puppet Master, Alexander Turnage
Two Women, Idalia Pagan
Sestina: The Truth Of Life And Love, Julie Nguyen
Sestina: The Truth Of Life And Love, Julie Nguyen
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No abstract provided.