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My Girl Can't Stand The Bloody Day Scenes, Dillon Lynn
My Girl Can't Stand The Bloody Day Scenes, Dillon Lynn
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The Shadow Sometimes Skips, Clarence A. Amann
Death, Clarence A. Amann
Our Adopted Sensibility, J. M. Miller
Our Adopted Sensibility, J. M. Miller
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"Most men would have no character at all if imitation were impossible. Great and small portions of agreeable character traits are daily adopted by each of us from personalities that cross our path. To live is to desire, to envy, and to strive for perfection. After two thousand years of experience, civilization seems to have developed in man only one thing: the added capacity to receive impressions."
Love Music, Nick Picariello
The Long Red Staircase, Skye-Raven Drey
The Long Red Staircase, Skye-Raven Drey
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"It was cold outside and puddles of fresh rain were scattered along the sidewalk in front of 1400 Sycamore Drive. It was an hour past midnight. red and blue lights painted the fog and sirens pierced the silence of the neighborhood. There was a crowd of people being held off by the police with the lazy look of a cat in their eyes. Bill Ward weaved his way through the crowd, but was stopped by an officer at behind the bright yellow tape."
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Driving At Night With The Lights Off, Graham Wilcox
Phoebe, Meet Squid, Maria Loudis
Phoebe, Meet Squid, Maria Loudis
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"Phoebe Ranch awoke one morning to discover that a giant squid had replaced her house. It isn't very often that squid might replace things such as a house, but when these natural wonders occur, one must be ready to face the plethora of rubberneckers, which might be soon to follow."
The Girl In The Pink, Kristen Lee
The Simple Life, Rita Hill
The Bitter Truth, Destinee Paynter
Head Held High, Fatima Smalls
Like, Skye-Raven Drey
Like, Skye-Raven Drey
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"I pulled the sliding glass door tot he basement open as Tawny and I stumbled in and collapsed on the floor, dying of laughter. We were both dripping with water, soaking the floor underneath us, but we couldn't stop laughing."
Unrequited Love, Destinee Paynter
Gentle Giant, Kelsey Defayette
Ruined Ground, Kelsey Defayette
Our Planet, Kevin English
Dream, Karina Swanson
Born To Lose, Graham Wilcox
Blood Anxiety, Destinee Paynter
Blood Anxiety, Destinee Paynter
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"That nervous anticipation, itching the palms of my hands as I sit grimly in the back right corner of the city bus, watching the rain slide down the windows. Nothing could be worse than this feeling of being trapped and unable to see outside. And, my body being propelled by something other than my legs, creating a nauseous stir in the pit of my stomach, and rising up to my throat. If only I weren't surrounded by strangers."
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Inspired, Skye-Raven Drey
End Of My Rope, Nick Picariello
As Much A Prison, Kacie Switzer
Impro-Vision, Jacob Hillis
Impro-Vision, Jacob Hillis
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"I love to look out on my cousin's pond, the ice nearly two inches thick, deep ridges cut into the surface with the many scalpel like blades of our Michelle Quan imitations. The cat tails frozen in time with snow snuffing the tips of their protruding bobs. My foot squished into little white numbers...two sizes too small."
Brave Enough, Kacie Switzer
Observations Which Presently Degenerate Into Advice, John Pray
Observations Which Presently Degenerate Into Advice, John Pray
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"I don't know about you, but I could probably fill an entire book (of indeterminate length) with the small observations, little anecdotes, and pearls of advice that I continually acquire as I live out my days. Instead, I'll just fill about four pages."
After The Curtain Falls, Jacob Hillis
Tick. Tock., Josue Cornier
Tick. Tock., Josue Cornier
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"Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. I am the crumbling rocks. I am the old and the ancient. I am the things that get lost. I move smoothly yet slowly. I am the Now and the Later. I am Time."