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Rock Your Body, Trisha Bartle Apr 2020

Rock Your Body, Trisha Bartle

The Oval

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The Skyscraper, Sam Pester Apr 2020

The Skyscraper, Sam Pester

The Oval

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Dragon Flight, Raemarie Bruce Apr 2020

Dragon Flight, Raemarie Bruce

The Oval

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The Hills, Benjamin Sholar Apr 2020

The Hills, Benjamin Sholar

The Oval

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When I Grew Up, Mielle Hubbard Apr 2020

When I Grew Up, Mielle Hubbard

The Oval

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I Took A Walk In Greenough Park Today, Rebekah Jenkins Apr 2020

I Took A Walk In Greenough Park Today, Rebekah Jenkins

The Oval

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Perspectives From Hard Rock, Lindsey Gallagher Apr 2020

Perspectives From Hard Rock, Lindsey Gallagher

The Oval

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The Oval, 2020 - Staff Issue Apr 2020

The Oval, 2020 - Staff Issue

The Oval

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Gold, Emma Mcmullen Apr 2020

Gold, Emma Mcmullen

The Oval

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The Funko Pop Convention, Melissa Paulsen Apr 2020

The Funko Pop Convention, Melissa Paulsen

The Oval

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Surgeon General's Warning, Noah Belanger Apr 2020

Surgeon General's Warning, Noah Belanger

The Oval

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Converge, Emily Greenlund Apr 2020

Converge, Emily Greenlund

The Oval

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Clockwork, Kynzee Mann Apr 2020

Clockwork, Kynzee Mann

The Oval

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But Not Quite, Kat Jackson Apr 2020

But Not Quite, Kat Jackson

The Oval

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The Steer This Time Of Year, Aidan Morton Apr 2020

The Steer This Time Of Year, Aidan Morton

The Oval

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Peaches, Alivia Zeiler Apr 2020

Peaches, Alivia Zeiler

The Oval

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Satori 2020, Shannon Laurance, Sara Severson, Hailey Seipel, Mike Desch, Annette Deyo, Nicole Tompos, Jena Archer, Megan Martin, Abbey Johnson, Carly Weber, Sara Severson, Mike Desch, Kimberly Coffee, Dahlia Garofalo Apr 2020

Satori 2020, Shannon Laurance, Sara Severson, Hailey Seipel, Mike Desch, Annette Deyo, Nicole Tompos, Jena Archer, Megan Martin, Abbey Johnson, Carly Weber, Sara Severson, Mike Desch, Kimberly Coffee, Dahlia Garofalo

Satori Literary Magazine

The Satori is a student literary publication that expresses the artistic spirit of the students of Winona State University. Student poetry, prose, and graphic art are published in the Satori every spring since 1970.


Shoelaces, Kim Magowan Apr 2020

Shoelaces, Kim Magowan

CutBank

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Old Soul Dog, Brett Puryear Apr 2020

Old Soul Dog, Brett Puryear

CutBank

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No Sweat, Julie Poole Apr 2020

No Sweat, Julie Poole

CutBank

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A Virtual Reality Itinerary According To The Harrison-Wheeler Equation Of State For Cold, Dead Matter, Peyton Prater Stark Apr 2020

A Virtual Reality Itinerary According To The Harrison-Wheeler Equation Of State For Cold, Dead Matter, Peyton Prater Stark

CutBank

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This Life Of (Y)Ours, Laura Price Steele Apr 2020

This Life Of (Y)Ours, Laura Price Steele

CutBank

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Sanctum, Arya Samuelson Apr 2020

Sanctum, Arya Samuelson

CutBank

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Have You Ever Looked At A Walnut Shell, Matthew E. Davis Jan 2020

Have You Ever Looked At A Walnut Shell, Matthew E. Davis

The Tuxedo Archives

Have you ever looked at a walnut shell… all up close and personal I mean. You get so close your eyes crawl into the grooves until they become gorges and then the rest of your body follows in.


For The Boy Who Broke, Yvonne Bamba Jan 2020

For The Boy Who Broke, Yvonne Bamba

The Tuxedo Archives

You were the boy who broke.

Broke into laughter. Broke into song.

Broke into a smile.

Broke into brokenness.

You had this terrible habit of breaking things, especially people.

Especially yourself.


Excerpt From Jaki's Tale, Kayla K. Etheridge Jan 2020

Excerpt From Jaki's Tale, Kayla K. Etheridge

The Tuxedo Archives

We cooked macaroni and cheese. It was the perfect time to have a girls’ night. Candace loved to stir the block of butter, milk and packaged cheese in the pot once I finished draining it.

“Okay,” she grunted. “It’s done, Mommy.”

She walked over to the sink and washed her hands. I plucked a noodle from the pot and licked the cheese from my fingertips.

“Get the lemonade,” I told her.

I picked up the pot and separated it into three bowls while Candace filled two glasses with lemonade. “Grab some napkins.”

“I got them,” she answered. “Come on. It’s …


Book Review For Caribou, Emily Moran Jan 2020

Book Review For Caribou, Emily Moran

The Tuxedo Archives

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A Letter To A Future Bridezilla Jan 2020

A Letter To A Future Bridezilla

The Tuxedo Archives

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You Would Do Anything, Kevin Coates Jan 2020

You Would Do Anything, Kevin Coates

The Tuxedo Archives

You are driving on the interstate, and your daughter says, “Look, Mommy! A polar bear!”

You are not so far gone that you think it really can be a polar bear, but you can not in that split second think of much else that it could be.

“A polar bear?” you say, stalling.

“Polar bear, polar bear, what do you hear?” she says.

You remember vaguely that those are the lines of a book you read to her at night. You don’t know what the polar bear hears. What do polar bears hear? You imagine white noise, winds filled with …


The Bone Train, Pamela Livingston Jan 2020

The Bone Train, Pamela Livingston

The Tuxedo Archives

Standing inside the shadow of the dying gum tree, Gadje counted the curses. There must be one for every misshapen god Ashtong’s coffins had offended and the train of coffins was long. Very long.

Brittle bone prayers swayed, clicking in the crisp breeze that broke through the branches of gum forest everywhere but where Gadje stood. He only had to toss some bone dust into the wind and mumble his request to make the wind god understand, they had worked around each other for many years. Crushing the shards of broken prayers in his palm, Gadje refilled the stiff gator …