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The Evolution Of A Black Butterfly: A Journey From Loss To Salvation, Subrinia Marie Bogan

Theses and Dissertations

“Honor thy Mother and thy Father” are the words that I have built my entire life around. After losing my dad, my world revolved solely around my mother. When her health started failing, I became her caregiver. I was there for the good days and the very bad ones. March 20, 2014, Mama died after a lengthy illness. My entire life was turned upside down. I had to learn how to build a life without her. Our lives were so intertwined that I ceased to exist. I had sacrificed my physical, spiritual, and emotional well-being in order to take care …

A Mother's Madness: One Child's Journey Out Of Darkness, Wendy Kay Mccloud

Theses and Dissertations

This thesis is the story of a recalcitrant mother and me, her unwitting daughter, as I desperately tried to survive her insanity while growing up. It is a healing narrative, a therapeutic method accepted by mental health professionals around the world, allowing myself to express the rage and frustration towards a woman who should have been loving and nurturing instead was cold and neglectful. This healing narrative is one small step towards letting go of the years old anger and frustration inside me. It is a cathartic attempt to find internal peace and understanding for a woman who battled inner …

Between Black And White: The Treatment Of Japanese Nationals And Japanese Americans In Arkansas Prior To World War Ii, Ashley Faye Darnell

Theses and Dissertations

This thesis covers the treatment of Japanese nationals and Japanese Americans in Arkansas prior to World War II. It focuses on the lives of twenty-five Japanese citizens and Japanese Americans who lived in Arkansas between 1905 and 1941. Using the work of eleven scholars, digitized historical documents, and oral history interviews, this research explores how people of Japanese descent lived, worked, assimilated, were educated, and were treated in twelve Arkansas towns, despite the racial hostility and fear felt toward them. The information is analyzed thematically through historiography and synthesis, concerning ethnocentrism, citizenship, landownership, employment, anti-miscegenation, education, and assimilation to better …

You Tell The Tale: Interactive Retellings Of The Myth Of Orpheus, Christopher Mclean-Wheeler

Honors Theses

The thesis retells the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice in an interactive narrative style. The interactive medium encourages readers to take an active role in storytelling by deciding what the protagonist does at key moments in the plot; each decision branches out into alternate story paths, allowing the adaptation to draw from multiple versions of the myth, particularly Ovid's The Metamormopheses and Virgil's The Georgics. The content chosen for inspiration is based on how it can offer new interpretations of and insight into this retelling of the familiar story.

Deconstructing Walter Benjamin, Miklos Legrady

Contemporary Aesthetics (Journal Archive)

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Institutional Review Boards And Writing Studies Research: A Justice-Oriented Study, Johanna Phelps-Hillen

USF Tampa Graduate Theses and Dissertations

In this multi-method dissertation project I conduct policy analysis and utilize results from a discipline-wide survey (n=258) to examine the intersection of Writing Studies researchers’ disciplinary affiliation, research context, and personal disposition in relation to the local implementation of federal policy regarding human subjects research. I elaborate on the context of this project, discussing the September 2015 release of the Notice of Proposed Rulemaking (NPRM) to revise and update the Common Rule, 45.CFR Part 46, and the Conference on College Composition and Communication’s formal comment in response to the proposed rule’s provisions. I discuss the process of designing and implementing …

Nicole4, Nicole Jackson

The Tuxedo Archives

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Nicole6, Nicole Jackson

The Tuxedo Archives

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Nicole8, Nicole Jackson

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Nate1, Nathaniel Ancheta

The Tuxedo Archives

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Nate4, Nathaniel Ancheta

The Tuxedo Archives

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Nate7, Nathaniel Ancheta

The Tuxedo Archives

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Zach1, Zach Moneypenny

The Tuxedo Archives

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Zach3, Zach Moneypenny

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Zach4, Zach Moneypenny

The Tuxedo Archives

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Untitled, Lauren Rigor

The Tuxedo Archives

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Jhoy, Marion Sarte

The Tuxedo Archives

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Princess, Marion Sarte

The Tuxedo Archives

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Immigration Told Through Cuisine, Melissa Hughs

The Tuxedo Archives

The Fortune Cookie Chronicles by Jennifer 8. Lee is a wonderful, well researched book. Lee, the daughter immigrants from China and a speaker of fluent Mandarin, began this book as a research study into the lives of people who won lotteries based on numbers found in fortune cookies. What the project turned into was a discovery of herself and her culture. Lee, whose middle initial means prosperity in Chinese, combines historical facts and the stories of immigrants, along with her experiences as the daughter of immigrants, in order tell the story of Chinese food. ~excerpt from prose

Being Blond, Audrey Curtis

The Tuxedo Archives

The vast majority of people have hair, and, however they choose to cut, color, or style it, it's always there, on top of their head (and frequently hanging off onto the sides). For me, my hair is always present in a much more vividly apparent way than is true of most people, for I am blond. ~excerpt from short story

Outskirts Of Berlin, November 18, 1949, Jackson Wayne

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Were almost there, sir”, said the young uniformed driver. There was not much to say from the man in the back of the jeep. He was very quiet with and had aviator’s shades covering his eyes. Unlike the driver, the man in the back did not have on an army uniform or even look presentable or even dressed for the weather. Only a Hawaiian aloha print shirt and khaki slacks barely seemed to shield him from the cruel winter breeze. As they came upon their destination the driver reached over to give the man a green field jacket. ~excerpt from …

When It Becomes His Gun, Jennie Lillard

The Tuxedo Archives

It’s not dead. Ok. Ok. Dad says: If the bird’s not dead, be ready with another shell if it decides to

take to the air. If I can get to it, put the bird on the ground, and smash it--smash it right on the neck--with

the butt of the gun. ~excerpt from short story

Sight, Allysa Miranda

The Tuxedo Archives

The sun beat down on the small suburban park in which all the local children spent their summers. Their laughter rang out among the trees and trickling brook that surrounded the minute playground. The cement path that wound its way around the child-size structures was lined with park benches, all desperately in need of a new paint job. These benches were filled with the mothers and babysitters forced to sit waiting for their charges to finally tire and be ready to lay down for their naps. ~excerpt from short story

Kitchen Poem #4, Lauro Vasquez

The Tuxedo Archives

I like to chase you around the kitchen

treading your footsteps like the

tracks of a seagull marking my way

to your shores because it is then

that your feet become the loveliest ~excerpt from poem

To The Untouchables, Lauro Vasquez

The Tuxedo Archives

to those who’s name or place

of origin is known by no one

to those who’s bullet-ridden blood

polluted deserts and kitchens ~excerpt from poem

I Want To Remember, Mariel E. Valerio

The Tuxedo Archives

I want to remember

crawling into bed beside you

the way I remember

reading a poem aloud for the first time. ~excerpt from poem

Tell The Children: No Talking At The Dinner Table, Vanessa Leung

The Tuxedo Archives

Tell the children no talking at the dinner table

Ivory chopsticks striked down to sever unfinished

Articulations, into pieces of broken syllables.

All not knowing what malice they had inflicted,

Hurried with their sustenance and scattered

Behind walls. Try to make amends

In uncertain ways. Promise

No talking back, nor back-talking. ~excerpt from poem

108 Double Stitches, Robert D. Johnson

The Tuxedo Archives

So tightly I’m wound,

I recoil when struck.

Compressed like a spring.

I’m constantly fondled,

Examined and lifted on high.

A pale white complexion,

red lines all over my face. ~excerpt from poem

Fellow Traveler, Steve Galiani

The Tuxedo Archives

Gather round, be present!

Listen to words granted me

(presumptuous vessel)

by the muse. ~excerpt from poem

Vocation, Steve Galiani

The Tuxedo Archives

daybreak finds me

the freshest of flowers

dew-soaked, opening slowly

to the lighting sky. ~excerpt from poem