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Dear Breast Cancer,, Clara Burghelea

Bryant Literary Review

You smell of clean skin, cent-free armpits, choked-up, hard to swallow nausea, bubble gum flavor in the hair from the 11-year-old in the car. You see we drove 200 miles, woke up at wee hours to ditch traffic, had breakfast in the car, cold waffles, gulped on bad coffee, rode the highway on TikTok noise, before I knew it, I had arms around my shoulders, chewing gum love next to my right ear.

Thank You Terror, 2, Mathias Svalina

Bryant Literary Review

If one is lucky

one will find

Thank You Terror, 3, Mathias Svalina

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No abstract provided.

The Family Bends Ii, Jason Talbot

Bryant Literary Review

Hands

once swollen in prayer, and

arms

stiff like branches,

whipping papier-mâché

heads.

A Welling, Carol Ann Wilburn

Bryant Literary Review

I embrace the lightness

of this Kentucky March

wearing not the edges

of a dim January

but the fertile shoots of April.

Airborne, Carol Ann Wilburn

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Every change below

tells me I’m farther away

from him.

Beyond Poland, Rosalind Goldsmith

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Her body can’t escape the cold but her mind can. It casts up through the night, scattering itself into the sky over the Atlantic Ocean.

Watching My Daughter’S Tap Recital, David O'Connel

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I think of Mrs. B, my typing teacher

that summer before high school

Absence Doesn't Soften The Grass, Yvonne Higgins Leach

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Seeing that my dog is old and dying, my neighbor said:

That’s why I never got one. Truth is, they always die before you do.

The Family Bends, Jason Talbot

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Evenings, sitting quietly

with grandpa

his hands, too much

for mice and rabbits.

The Cantaloupe From Peoria, Dane Cervine

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In 1941, an Oxford policeman, while pruning his roses, scratched his face on a thorn. Ignoring the slight cut, it grew infected, spread, taking his eye and bringing him close to death.

Grand Union, Ellie Anderson

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I have a photo of Daddy

in front of the Grand Union Hotel.

Not Easy, Ellie Anderson

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I was talking to my father,

“Don’t call me ‘the kid’ anymore.

Heirloom, Carol Ann Wilburn

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She lets go

of her secret

long held prisoner by the mahogany

four-poster

Adelaster, Deborah S. Prespare

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To prevent herself from slipping into another chaotic downward cycle of panicked anxiety, she squashes the rising tide, drops in the toilet her pill-shaped companions, and sizing up her failing reflection, chooses the last-ditch, arduous path left to an imprisoned soul.

Not A Piece Of Furniture, Alex Smith

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On the first day of the first job I got after Javier was deported, I tried to ignore the couple’s fighting.

Night In The City Looks Pretty To Me, Roger Logan

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Allison was trying to come up with a version of that old joke. A kangaroo or whatever walks into a bar and the bartender says, “Say, we don’t get many kangaroos in here.”

Live In The Mood, Mark Taksa

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My toes under a bench, I could be floating

as I watch breeze bend the passersby.

Night Terrors, Patrick Bernhard

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Kara turned away from the TV and glanced at the glowing wall clock. 2:56. She had now passed her previous record for staying up watching Night Terrors, which was 2:37.

I Am Here For You, Saoirse E. Doyle

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Had someone met my six-year-old self at that sacristy door any one of the hundreds of times that neighboring farmer shoved me out when he was done, I would likely have fainted.

Poof!, Kathie Giorgio

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When I was nine years old, a boy socked me on the arm at recess. He hit hard, enough to cause me to cry out, to bring tears to my eyes, though I wouldn’t let them escape.

Come, Gentle Night., Michael Washburn

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Arthur took one look at the forlorn stranger standing by the stone wall at the base of the hill in the cool evening and thought: Gordon Comstock.

Loving Algorithms, P.J. Powell

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My husband and I were watching TV with my mom late one night when my phone rang. It was her doctor calling to tell me we needed to take her to the hospital—now.

The Unvanquished, Marlene Olin

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“Retirement is overrated,” said Morris.

My Father's Last Disappointment, Ellie Anderson

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He had a name like cashmere, Kazimierz,

but changed it to Charles (and went by Charlie)

Nightly Feats Of Survival, Jonathan Greenhause

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The infinite sky’s shrunk into a rectangle of wan light, the earth

cradling the captive like a clam clasps its pearl,

In The Night, A Song, Tyrel Kessinger

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I wish I had the kind of shadow

that would carry my darkness

instead of only being its shape.

Thank You Terror, 1, Mathias Svalina

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No abstract provided.

God Mansplains Anger To Me, Amy Lawless

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No abstract provided.

Lcs 220 B: Creativity And The Arts Spring 2022, Alyssa Alviti, Kellen Austermann, Ryan Bradley, Brittany Cavarra, Chase Chuckran, Evan Clark, Hannah Dreska, Olivia Emond, Ayman Fawaz, Stephen Grivers, Justin Hainse, Lucas Hogan, Dillon Keeney, Bradley Lewis, Marco Loccisano, Matthew Melnychuk, Michael Otty, Anthony Pisciotta, Jacqueline Raymond, Christopher Rota, Krista Soldano, Jordan Standford, Jillian Sylvia, Zachary Tamayo

Bryant Zines

Creativity is vital to achievement in many fields, from science, to business and the arts. This course will explore creativity both as a general process of engagement with the world around us and as an introduction to creative cultural expression in the Arts. It will engage students in thinking about creativity as an intrinsic part of their educational, personal and professional lives, as it engages them in creative practice and reflection upon creative process. As part of the class, students collaborated and created a zine.