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Sitting In A Tree, Katie Mcnamara
An Untitled Work, Simantha Hagle
On Their Bench By The Lake, Monica Hopkins
Midnight Embrace, Katy M. D'Arduini
Eyes, Natalie B. Ferreri
My Favorite Toy, Melissa Stewart
The Expense Of A Close Friendship, Sabrina Costantino
Dexter, Sarah Beales
In The Garden, Melissa M. Slocum
Song Of Guernica, Monica Hopkins
Red, Sarah Crimmins
Insatiable Kiss, Katy M. D'Arduini
Sunday Morning, Sarah Crimmins
Autumn Winds, Linda Demaso
Autumn Winds, Linda Demaso
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"I remember she wore red the year she was a platinum blonde. Just picture it. Red clothes-bleached hair- Native American skin. That was my Mom. She drove a white Buick convertible and chain smoked Pall Mall cigarettes. I was in the sixth grade with Mrs. Austin; a God-awful woman who disliked me almost as much as I disliked her."
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Enemy, Cassandara Dings
The Break-Up Poem, Six Weeks, Monica J. Bradbury
Dig It Up, Monica J. Bradbury
Wanting…, Jack Livingston
Tommy, Meg Kelly
Tiffany's, Mark Bowers
Tiffany's, Mark Bowers
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“The first time I robbed Tiffany’s it was raining. I remember because after I left her house I stopped to check the time when my pocket watch slipped from my hand to the ground. The rain violently splashed over and around the watch as if it was trying to erode the gentle gold backing into something fiercer. I picked up the watch and caught a quick reflection of her house on the back. Even in the gold backing the house looked pale, maybe the rain stole its glitter. Maybe …
Colorblind, Meg Kelly
Man On The Subway, Mark Bowers
Man On The Subway, Mark Bowers
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"The old man on the subway seat ahead of me keeps his eyes from wandering by staring out the window. His Nike Airs are worn a the toe and the heel, his gray overcoat brings out the color in his hair. Many times before I have seen him but never stopped to talk."
A River Of Trouble, Anne Steger
A River Of Trouble, Anne Steger
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“She was standing by the river looking at the stepping stones and remembering each one. Today, a day she couldn’t have imagined living through, she found herself drawn to this spot. Conversations sputtered and flowed as the water swept around the stones. If she listened closely, maybe they would come to her.”
Vagabond, Jonathan Bakert
Vagabond, Jonathan Bakert
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"I can't tell you how many time I've walked these streets. The same streets. Over and over, counting the cracks, avoiding the discarded candy bar wrappers and the occasional trampled magazine. And I wasn't alone, of course. Alone as my footsteps echoed from alley to alley. Past beggars, businessmen, and derelicts, all in search for their helpless prey. And this place, this city of decadence, it got bleeding cold. Why then, did it have to happen like this?"
The Tailor, Cassandara Dings
Kiss Me, Monica J. Bradbury
Me, Katie Mcnamara
Empty Eyes, Jack Livingston
Classic, Jennifer Robinson