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Full-Text Articles in Art and Design
Glove, Michael Asare Aboagye
Frozen, Caroline Jeter
Follow Your Roots, Devan Y. Klein
Falling, Rachel Zucker
Curls, Jasmine Picazo
Breathe In; Breathe Out, Rochelle Craig
Bones, Chloe Miller Bess
Blue Gaps, Matthew E. Davis
At Bay, Kevin Sunga
(M)Other Tongue, Julia Conner
You Would Do Anything, Kevin Coates
You Would Do Anything, Kevin Coates
The Tuxedo Archives
You are driving on the interstate, and your daughter says, “Look, Mommy! A polar bear!”
You are not so far gone that you think it really can be a polar bear, but you can not in that split second think of much else that it could be.
“A polar bear?” you say, stalling.
“Polar bear, polar bear, what do you hear?” she says.
You remember vaguely that those are the lines of a book you read to her at night. You don’t know what the polar bear hears. What do polar bears hear? You imagine white noise, winds filled with …
Wandering Legacy, Brittany Lyons
Time Spent Lost, Kylie Walsh
There It Goes Again, Liang M. Somers
The Passion Of The Storm, Mandy Gilbertson
The Machine Of Mankind, Liang M. Somers
The Bone Train, Pamela Livingston
The Bone Train, Pamela Livingston
The Tuxedo Archives
Standing inside the shadow of the dying gum tree, Gadje counted the curses. There must be one for every misshapen god Ashtong’s coffins had offended and the train of coffins was long. Very long.
Brittle bone prayers swayed, clicking in the crisp breeze that broke through the branches of gum forest everywhere but where Gadje stood. He only had to toss some bone dust into the wind and mumble his request to make the wind god understand, they had worked around each other for many years. Crushing the shards of broken prayers in his palm, Gadje refilled the stiff gator …
So Modernism, Laurie Reiche
Slippery, Kylie Walsh
Seven Taverns To The Schoolhouse, Ellen Six
Seven Taverns To The Schoolhouse, Ellen Six
The Tuxedo Archives
The day that I was born my parents looked at me and said, “You will go to college,” a noble ambition to fulfill when you are only two hours old. To both of my parents, who had emigrated from Lithuania, education was the magic key that would free me from the life that they had to live.
Mother had received only three years of schooling. She was third daughter in a family that would have twelve children; six would live and six would die. She learned to read and write but that was enough for a girl who was needed …
Pop!, Cheramie Leo
Pieces Of My Heart, Mandy Gilbertson
Pearl White Dream, Jane Muir Greene
One Page Sentence, Kevin Coates
One Page Sentence, Kevin Coates
The Tuxedo Archives
I knew it wasn’t going to be easy, and by easy I mean a piece of cake, a cake walk, even though the one time I had actually tried to make a cake from scratch, it was not all that easy – in fact, it was one of the hardest things I did during my four years in college – making an orange sponge cake that baked into a hideous color, a color like the left over snack bags in the dollar aisle at Wal-Mart after Halloween, when all of the candy is fake fruit shapes and all of the …
Old Woman, Erina Lynch
Old Woman, Erina Lynch
The Tuxedo Archives
She sits across from me in all her purpleness. Same table, same drinks on the table. Each and every day the same. Three drinks each day at 11:45A.M. – one venti caramel frappucino, one venti mocha with whip and one grande iced coffee. She isstrange. The drinks, ordered together, sit on the table slowly being sucked dry as the old woman holds court at her two-seater, window, table for hours. She is strange, arriving at the local McDonald’s version of a coffeehouse referred to as Starbucks on her purple beach cruiser bicycle that is seriously tricked out in some sort …
Nature V Nurture And The Nature Of Astrology
Nature V Nurture And The Nature Of Astrology
The Tuxedo Archives
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Limantour Dream, Jane Muir Greene
Larkspur Ferry, Dave Seter
Jive, Chloe Miller Bess