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Sf Ferry Building, Alexis Bailey Apr 2017

Sf Ferry Building, Alexis Bailey

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Sonoma County, Jim Metzger Apr 2017

Sonoma County, Jim Metzger

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“It’s coming, a calmness of thought. It has to be.” These were often Tom’s words and most certainly always his thoughts. “The critical mass of media cannot sustain its frequency.” So for that we will be grateful, and for Tom’s final wishes, I am grateful too. ~excerpt from prose


Just Dial Zero (Excerpt), Megan Lynn Apr 2017

Just Dial Zero (Excerpt), Megan Lynn

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Welcome to Paradise.

The scent of stale booze, fresh urine and dejection washed over her as she opened the glass door with a crack carefully patched by a duct tape diagonal slash. A small bell jingled above her head. She wondered where anyone would go. ~excerpt from prose


Easy, Vernisha Tavares Apr 2017

Easy, Vernisha Tavares

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It was easy wasn’t it?

Being young and free.

Nothing could hold you back.

The world was yours to own. To conquer. ~excerpt from poem


1 A.M., Mariah Mcguire Apr 2017

1 A.M., Mariah Mcguire

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The night is alive.
It is pulsing, beating breathing.
Every inch, every motion
May be the last. ~excerpt from poem


Steadfast Love, Brittany Lyons Apr 2017

Steadfast Love, Brittany Lyons

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There may not be a man, but there is a presence.
He may not be able to hold my hand, but he will still lead me to the promised land. ~excerpt from poem


Love Medley, Brittany Lyons Apr 2017

Love Medley, Brittany Lyons

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You're just too good to be true, a new soul in a winter's tale.
I watch the winter song unfold from the Wuthering Heights.
Falling slowly through the Dark Divine I know you are my only hope. ~excerpt from poem


Van Gogh Swirls, Jessica Lim Apr 2017

Van Gogh Swirls, Jessica Lim

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There is a blankness that rests in your eyes
There are times when the eyes can’t see, when the mouth can’t speak.
There is a blankness in your eyes, and a solitude within
There are times when you look up
And all there is are Van Gogh swirls ~excerpt from poem


Let Us Pray, Jessica Curlett Apr 2017

Let Us Pray, Jessica Curlett

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They say

That the good Lord

Will see you through

So just listen dude ~excerpt from poem


Compassion Prisoner, Jessica Curlett Apr 2017

Compassion Prisoner, Jessica Curlett

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I wish I could tell you

What’s on my mind,

But I’m not even sure.

When I figure it out

I’ll let you know ~excerpt from poem


Eiffel Tower, Rikki Larson Apr 2017

Eiffel Tower, Rikki Larson

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Vatican, Michael White Apr 2017

Vatican, Michael White

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Switzerland, Michael White Apr 2017

Switzerland, Michael White

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Coliseum, Michael White Apr 2017

Coliseum, Michael White

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The Bridge, Jennifer Jensen Apr 2017

The Bridge, Jennifer Jensen

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Beyond The Bend, Jennifer Jensen Apr 2017

Beyond The Bend, Jennifer Jensen

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Hawaiian Palm Tree, Talaria Haast Apr 2017

Hawaiian Palm Tree, Talaria Haast

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Zeus, Talaria Haast Apr 2017

Zeus, Talaria Haast

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Ice, Talaria Haast Apr 2017

Ice, Talaria Haast

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Autumn, Talaria Haast Apr 2017

Autumn, Talaria Haast

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Chinese Clothes, Lauren Dare Apr 2017

Chinese Clothes, Lauren Dare

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China, Alexis Mcbride Apr 2017

China, Alexis Mcbride

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Paris, Cooper Scollan Apr 2017

Paris, Cooper Scollan

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Oh to be in Paris. Paris, just like the movies. Just like the image. Just like the romance. It is as beautiful as one could conceive, and as inspiring as one wants it to be. As you visit the sites, eat the food, and try to become a part of this breathtaking city, you are left in a state of constant emotional tickle. But to be in Paris, you must try to act like a Parisian. Not a tourist. ~excerpt from prose


The Seven Forgotten Modern Wonders Of The World, Amy Fagan Apr 2017

The Seven Forgotten Modern Wonders Of The World, Amy Fagan

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The Gateway Arch is the “gateway” to Saint Louis, Missouri. The Arch is a feature of the Jefferson National Expansion Memorial Park, and standing at 630 ft., is the nation’s tallest memorial. The stainless steel structure took four years to construct and was dedicated in 1966. Now, millions of visitors take a tram from one leg of the Arch to the top to get a glimpse of bustling St. Louis. ~excerpt from prose


A Cautionary Tale: Exploring Myths On Dominican Sponsored Trip To China, Alexis Mcbride Apr 2017

A Cautionary Tale: Exploring Myths On Dominican Sponsored Trip To China, Alexis Mcbride

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I am submitting this cautionary tale to the wary traveler. Be prepared for some surprises and be open for new ideas.

These are a few things I learned:

1) There is no such thing as an easy credit.
I admit that it was naive to expect easy credits. I should have predicted extensive reading for class preparation, a trip journal that would swallow two weeks of my life and a fourteen page paper that would entail hours of research and writing. ~excerpt from prose


Testimonies From Ireland, Brianna Youmans, Katie Ross, Denise Cetti Apr 2017

Testimonies From Ireland, Brianna Youmans, Katie Ross, Denise Cetti

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This summer, nine of Dominican University’s students involved in B.A.S.I.C., traveled to Northern Ireland where they worked with children and young adults, encouraging them to become “leaders of peace and hope.” ~excerpt from prose


View From A Hill, Jennifer Curtin Apr 2017

View From A Hill, Jennifer Curtin

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My mother and I drive up Parnassus Avenue in the hills of San Francisco. Listening to our iPod, I sing along to “Gold Dust Woman” by Fleetwood Mac. Usually, my mother would join me, especially since this song is one of our favorites, but she seems ashamed of her weakening voice. The pulsating rhythm of the song enhances the nervous tension as we charge up the Victorian-lined incline. ~excerpt from prose


Not Far From Home, Serianna Pearson Apr 2017

Not Far From Home, Serianna Pearson

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I flew out of the San Francisco International Airport with a group of essential strangers to travel out of the country for the first time. After a bumpy ride fully-equipped with a lightning storm, we landed in Quito, Ecuador. I highly anticipated this trip, collecting handouts and attending group meetings, but I was somewhat confused when, standing in the customs line, I saw two pictures: one of San Francisco and one of Quito, with a slogan basically saying “Quito, the sister-city of San Francisco.” Apparently, I hadn’t traveled as far from home as I thought. ~excerpt from prose


Find Yourself By Looking In A New Place, Christopher Leeds Apr 2017

Find Yourself By Looking In A New Place, Christopher Leeds

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Making the choice to leave a very successful, established life in the corporate world and enter academia was an easy one for me. The opportunity to help students find some direction, to find a path to start their lives or change already established ones, was irresistible. ~excerpt from prose


Churros, Julia Van Der Ryn Apr 2017

Churros, Julia Van Der Ryn

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We are here in the middle of a country. At night I anchor myself to my husband as if we were surrounded by water instead of a flat, dry plane of land. I hook my foot around his ankle and breathe in dust and the smell of other people's kitchens. Frying foods fuel my dreams. ~excerpt from prose