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The Fallacy Of Extreme Pacifism, Robert E. Malsberry

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(The Editor Invites Contributions Concerning This Subject From A Different Point Of View)

Reality: Each Day I Escape It, Chester Perkins

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I was dreaming. But the realness of my dream with frighteningly vivid and at the same time morbid, and as it progressed it took on nightmarish proportions...

Father's Day In Hollywood, Mary Jane White

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It is Father's Day in Hollywood, especially in the gorgeous Beverly Hills home of the glamorous actress, Roberta Duprez Conley Enfield Morgan Stienfeld Stable Golightly Montjoy, the former Mamie Snitch.

Cabbage Stew, William Griffith

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I pulled my left arm from beneath the warm pile of blankets and coverlets. With small forefinger I touched the crystalline sheet of ice that covered the small window above my bed. The contact was strange: along my arm the minute, pale hairs rose with the goose pimples; a queer trembling passed through my body; my small bed trembled; and the hairs on my head seemed to want to pull from their roots. I quickly put my arm back under the comforting warmth of the blankets and pressed my nose into the pillow...

Two Poems, Frances King

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Poems include: The Conversation and For a Small Child.

No Cause For Alarm, Mrs. Temple, Barbara Sims

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...Some clays later, kind Providence saw fit to afflict me with tonsilitis, and by the time I had recovered, the reverberations of the incident had endled and so had my mother's quest for culture.

The City, Roger Chittick

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Slowly, inevitably, as out of a moving mist, he could begin to distinguish form. They blurred and retreated, then advanced again, gradually becoming more distinct. He was experiencing things as a man just reviving from unconsciousness after a hard blow on the head, or as a man who has drunk too much might slowly and with effort attempt to establish once again a mental contact with the world of time and space. The again, perhaps this was not it at all; perhaps this slow revelation was really taking years; perhaps he was passing through the first years of life and …

Introduction To Death, Joan Owen

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Death meets each of us some time. But perhaps, the most vivid memory of death springs from the first introduction. I shall never forget the little duck named Ivory, who acquainted me with death.

Two Poems, William Griffith

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Poems include: Abortive and To a June Bug

Night Guard At A Mausoleum, Stanley Levine

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The Linguistic Adventures Of Leo And Neo, Kenneth Hopkins

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The problems forced upon civilization by the development of languages are numerous, baffling, and elusive of solution. These problems, furthermore, have never been comprehensively catalogued, and thus have escaped detection by the masses who labor on, under the resulting handicaps, oblivious of the fact that their every action is molded, inhibited, guided and otherwise affected by language...

Death, Or Return Me, Jack Harris Monninger

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The Reparation, Patty Lewis

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The principle stopped checking the list and looked at his secretary. "Miss Adams, he asked, "isn't Ann Lupesko the girl with the thick, steel-rimmed glasses?"...

Poems, Frances King

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Poems include: The Designer, That Year, and The Penitent

Blake And The Child, Sally Forsythe

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In "The Lamb" from Songs of Innocence, William Blake captured the sensitive imaginativeness, the knowledge and the awareness of childhood in a filigree of delicate language, verse form, and understanding. He lifted the veil of childhood and revealed that period of life in which imagination, not yet restricted, gives the child a pure understanding of God an his relations to Him and the the world about him...

The Peanut Butter Sandwich, Mavis King

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Precisely at 7:45 a.m. Miss Benson came through the revolving doors of the Squibb building, her long, flat-heeled oxfords clunking solidly on the tiled corridor...

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Letter From The Editors, Dj Delong, Samantha Mcveigh

The Laureate

Letter from Co-Editors-in-Chief DJ DeLong & Samantha McVeigh.

The Laureate, 14th Edition (2015)

The Laureate

Table of Contents

• Personals, Mary Maroste
• Alice’s Concussion, Austin Wines
• Chemical Exception, Maura Sands
• From the River Jordan, Tyler van Hoorn
• Salvation, Rachel Stickney
• Child of God, Jared Sebastian
• Celestials, Tyler van Hoorn
• Process, Marshall Sass
• What Lies Below, Renée Beaudoin
• Asphyxiation, Jera Hogan
• Rogue Wave, Maura Sands
• Paternity, Matthew M. Campbell
• Self-Portrait, Rachel Stickney
• Woman, Stephanie Lanphear
• Sometimes Angry is Good, Kathryn Ashbay
• If I Were the World’s Greatest Poet, Renée Beaudoin
• Printempts (Ekphrastic of “Spring” by Cot, 1873), Matthew M. Campbell …

Untitled, Tim Sharp

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Crossed, Laura Krueger

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Exploring, Graham Browning

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Tiger Illustration, Iliana Taylor

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Sight Unseen, Kathleen Faulkner

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Love On Loan, Aubrey Connors

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Poetry From The Porcelain Throne, Raleigh Fowler

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Inquiry | Inquisition, Jake Crouse

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Apology From The Mind Of The Uncreative, Hayden Arrington

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A Nice Cool Bath, Noah Zimmerman

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Masterpiece, Mary Shelton Hornsby

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