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Wisdom And Superstition, Maribel Anchordoqui

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Don’t laugh too much or something sad will happen.

If you see a bean on the floor, pick it up or you’ll be sterile.

When pulling weeds, always talk kindly to the poison oak and let them know you will remove them so that other plants can grow. Guarantee you will never get poison oak.

Life, Eamonn Mccarthy

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Roses From Bolivia, Jeffrey Wincek

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To The Lighthouse, Bri Wilson

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Mija, Iris Brito-Stevens

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Summer Of Love, Ronald Grossi

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In 1967, with the news full of body counts from Vietnam and Sgt. Pepper playing on the radio, I got a call from my friend Larry saying “We gotta go see what’s happening in San Francisco.” It was the Summer of Love.

How To Bring Up Your Brother: An Authoritarian Guide For Older Sisters, Mary Morrison

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My troubles first began when he arrived. I was 14 months old and my first look at my new baby brother told me he couldn't be real. I had to find out, so quietly, I moved my index finger to his face and into his eye, to see if he was real!

April, Stephanie Hendricks

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You might not know it by looking at her ­with her luxurious black curly fur, rust colored stockings and eyebrows, white paws, broad regal white chest, white muzzle and blaze and crowning tip of white fur on the tail, a tail that seems to be perpetual wagging, in a medium slow relaxed way, in an “I’m just hanging out and loving every moment of life,” an easy way kind of wag ­for most people not in the know would just look at her and say, she’s a dog, or she’s “just” a dog, or, in a rather frightened, anxious, way, …

7 Things You Learn As A First Semester Senior In College, Melanie Carlson

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1. Going out is fun! And exhausting.

You probably turned 21 within a year of starting senior year, and you probably took advantage of all of your newfound freedom. This was really exciting and fun at first, but after a while you just want a nap (and also to never see a vodka redbull again. Seriously, who thought those were a good idea?).

Mom's Gone, Peter Richmond

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The date is August 7, 1957. It’s hard to believe that almost six decades have passed, but a look at the calendar, not to mention the event’s subsequent loneliness, make it easy to confirm. A shrink would have a field day with this one! Actually, he did! You see, the date is the day my mother left this world—died, to be blunt. She was a victim of breast cancer. She lasted barely a year after a radical mastectomy was performed that was, only to the surgeon and my father, a sham waste of time performed mainly to make my mother …

Solve For X, Yvonne Bamba

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“But I’m not good at math,” I tell my calculus teacher, hoping this explanation is enough for the big, red X splattered across the top of the pop quiz he hands back to me.

The Lady In The Red Brimmed Hat, Anna Sisler-Latta

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There is a place where the road rises up just before descending into the hollow of Olema. Looking right, one can see the sheen of Tomales Bay sliding all the way north. The sad half light of the November afternoon gives the hills and fields a muted sepia tone like a photograph you might find in your grandmother’s attic.

The Fabric Of Time Myth, Bogie Bougas

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Back in the days of Ice and fog, on a cold and bitter morning, when the snow fell so high it blotted out the low rising sun, Time came down from the heavens as a naked lamb. “I am cold,” she said. “Who amongst you will weave me a garment strong enough to see me through these bitter days?”

Some Things Remain, Deborah Aminifard

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It was raining the morning the trucks pulled up in front of their home, and the policemen, armed with rifles and batons, came to the front door. It was still dark when five year old Joanne, asleep in her bed, was awakened by loud pounding on the front door and a policeman shouting “ Maak julle oop!” in Afrikaans, “open up!” She listened as the policemen came in and began shouting at her mother, ordering her to gather her possessions, quickly, and put them on the truck. The door slammed shut and then there was silence. Joanne came out of …

"Read It Again!": Storytelling To Imitate The Great Teacher, Kate Whatley

Senior Honors Theses

The student’s mind is bent on stories, asking mothers around the world to ‘read it again’. These stories preserve information and emotions for centuries. In the classroom, stories enliven motivation and empathy in ways that result in higher academic achievement and social awareness. Learning to use stories as a key instructional strategy will allow for more equitable opportunities in classrooms, encourage mental health and truth telling for the teacher and the student collectively, and allow the academic community to imitate Christ by contributing to the bigger story taking place across time. In application of using stories as teachers, this thesis …

Untitled, Bj Van Horn

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Waiting For Spring, Bailee Christmas

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Privilege, Adrienne Davis

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Emperor Humanus, Daniel E. Stockman

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Defender Of The Night, Theodora Pasion

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A Lightning Bug, Deborah Aminifard

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Take Flight, Jeffrey Wincek

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Assyrian Aesthetics: Recovering The Modern Assyrian Art Of William Daniel (1903-88) And Andre Gvalevich (1911-85), Ryan Nazari

Canterbury Scholars

In response to the lack of scholarly attention to modern Assyrian culture (i.e., mid-20th century to present), this paper creates a conversation between two Assyrian pieces of art––William Daniel’s poem “The Problem” and Andre Gvalevich’s oil painting portrait of William Daniel. In my argument, I show how “The Problem” and the portrait advance themes of loneliness/intimacy based on the aesthetic relationship between the artists and their respective audiences. I first define Peter Balakian’s account of aesthetics in his article “Poetry as Civilization” for my theoretical context. Secondly, I summarize and critique the methodologies of current scholarship that exist on my …

Limitations, Charlie Griggs

Floodwall Magazine

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From The Rocks Above Bass Pond, James Owens

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The Dogwood, Rick Rohdenburg

Floodwall Magazine

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Muzzie, Rick Rohdenburg

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I Came Unto This Ghost-Washed Room, Rick Rohdenburg

Floodwall Magazine

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As Isaac Prayed For An Angel, Sessa Kratz

Floodwall Magazine

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Birthday, Sessa Kratz

Floodwall Magazine

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