Sweet Nothings,
2015
Gettysburg College
Drifting,
2015
Gettysburg College
The Eyes Have It,
2015
Gettysburg College
Under The Sand,
2015
Gettysburg College
Gold Dust,
2015
Gettysburg College
High Tide,
2015
Gettysburg College
Not My Favorite Memory,
2015
Gettysburg College
Another,
2015
Gettysburg College
Casualty Of War,
2015
Gettysburg College
Vignettes From "Pariah",
2015
Gettysburg College
The Mercury 2015,
2015
Gettysburg College
Volume 16, Issue 2: Full Text,
2015
Butler University
On Movie Cliches,
2015
Butler University
The Judgement,
2015
Butler University
Canadian Jargon,
2015
Butler University
The Last Ice Cube,
2015
Butler University
The Last Ice Cube, Robert Courtney
Manuscripts
In the very darkest corner, behind the davenport, there sat a little ice cube. Tears were dripping slowly, monotonously, hopelessly from its block-shaped face. The eerie moonlight peeped around the deserted room and revealed the most pitiful expression one could ever witness en the face of an ice cube. And the reason? The little ice cube was dying. Some careless reveler had flipped it out of a glass in one horrifying fling, and there it lay, in a state of inertia, awaiting the hideous death of an ice cube. Slowly, atom by atom, it was disappearing.
After Many A Summer Dies The Swan,
2015
Butler University
After Many A Summer Dies The Swan, J. E. Minnis
Manuscripts
For a brilliant satire on humanity, I can think of no better author to turn to than Aldous Huxley. His rhetoric is flawless, his characters unbelievably typical, and his satire tinged with just the right amount of reality to render it plausible. Born in England, Mr. Huxley has no more mercy on his own countrymen than he has on those of other nationalities. His satire is universal and completely nonpartisan.
William,
2015
Butler University
William, Nancy Hendricks
Manuscripts
The gravel roads were just beginning to thaw on that early spring day, and each step we took splashed mud at my boots. Some early robins and some perennial sparrows were doing aerial acrobatics in celebration of the new season. William's eyes, however, were not following the birds' gyrations; nor were mine. While he was staring thoughtfully at the road, I was watching the attitude of his ears--watching because his ears are often indicative of his thoughts. At the time, as though he were mildly tolerant of the situation, they were in a reassuringly lax position, neither upright nor flat, …
Arthur Guy Funkhouser, Portrait Of A Doctor,
2015
Butler University
Arthur Guy Funkhouser, Portrait Of A Doctor, Dave Berry
Manuscripts
The wind blew across the glazed surface of the frozen lake, intent upon entering a small cabin on the northern shore. After circling through the trees, glistening from the clean, white snow, the howling messenger of Aeolus descended, sending a wintry blast of air through a slightly opened window.
The Marigold,
2015
Butler University
