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And now these sheets that I scrubbed so meticulously, the memories bleeding out of the cracks in my fingers to stain the water and fabric one accusing color smell once again of something alien, slightly musty, and so definitely boy. I remind myself he wasn't here again. This smell ... - Poetry > Free VerseFive years old, I jumped off a bus in Mexico and never looked back. I could say “thank you,” and “tea and a hot dog, please,” and that was all I needed. I made friends with the quetzals and listened to the iguanas’ secrets while we were buried deep in the dark of the pyramids ...
- Poetry > Free Versei am from austro-hungaria, from a man with enough money to loan some to the then-emperor and get a last name in return, because who wants a good deal when you can have prestige, anyway? i am woven into the history of the pennsylvania dutch, raised on aunt dolly’s pork and kraut, curled i...
- Poetry > Free VerseI tell Mr. F, Andy, I’ll never write about my father again. He is standing at that old, huge bookshelf, looking for The Forgiveness Parade, and I have my legs pulled up under me, my chin resting, exhausted, on top. I tell him I won’t write about my father, or his father, because writin...
- Poetry > Free Versetrying to write an essay, she is distracted by the tapping of pens by her polished nails by the fact that there is a cat named Smokey who purrs at 83 decibels, loud enough to cause hearing loss....
- Reviews > Music ReviewsIt is the warmest Saturday in recent weeks. I am clutching several bags in one hand while henna dries on the other, trying not to smear it in the crush of bodies crowding Lark Street. As I near the end of the street and approach the stage set up there, I suddenly can’t stop my foot from tapping....
- Poetry > Free Verseit’s not like something new. it’s like meeting an old friend in a drugstore halfway across the country, or like suddenly noticing you have freckles. because our friendship had no start; it just suddenly, without question, was. because he wanted to talk, and every girl needs a boy to call ...
- Nonfiction > All Nonfiction“Fair trade” is the latest craze in morally sustainable food. The FairTrade Foundation has, in fact, been so successful that it has expanded its horizons to fair trade handicrafts and clothes. On the surface, fair trade seems like the best idea that’s come along since the beginning of jobs b...
- Poetry > Free Versebreathe life into your guardian angel, frail and ignored for so long, and kick the devil off your shoulder before he gets too comfortable because here is what i believe: you are too beautiful for this you are too strong for him and you may be too high to hear me but you're too close to ...
- Fiction > All FictionI met him at a carnival. I had wandered in, dazed by the pirouetting lights and enchanting music. The air was perfumed with the scent of corn dogs and fried dough, filled with the hum of machinery and the shrieks of small children. A vendor was attempting to coax out the few lonely dollars residi...
- Poetry > Song LyricsThe Jared Song Chorus: Don’t get too close, it’s all in the name. They only cause trouble, and they only bring pain. Take out your heart- leave it at the door, unless you want them to stomp it into the floor. Verse One: They’ll hold you real close, say that you’re the one, t...
- Poetry > Free VerseI can close my eyes and fall into you. I can fall into that smile, that s l o w, easy smile, that used to make my heartbeatfast, and my cheeks stain red. Now it just elicits the same smile from me- S l o w, easy, and maybe as beautiful as yours. Beautiful because you stuck by me even w...
- Hot Topics > HealthMy own hands are betraying me. I watch the water in my glass ripple, and I know it is happening again. I grip the glass a little tighter, trying to stop the movement, but it’s no use. I place it on the counter and sink to the floor. The shaking spreads. It goes up my arms until it reaches the r...
- Poetry > All PoetrySmiling, blushing, giggling behind our hands when we think you’re not looking. Poking us forward, to stand toe to toe face to face- they want to see what’ll happen. I am scarlet read- to match the crayon stuck under my fingernails and the jelly you dropped on your new white ...
- Poetry > All PoetryStanding across the room from you- Most painful thing I’ve ever done, When all I want to do Is run so fast and jump Straight into your arms (Which, in this dream, Would be open and waiting) And you’d hold me so close It would hurt to breathe- But it’s really nothing new- ...
- Poetry > Free VerseI’m trying so hard, picking the pieces of me up off of the floor, putting them back into an imperfect, imbalanced, human teenage girl, holding her together. Got nothing to stick her back together with but love and memories and your dumb jokes that never made me laugh – like the on...
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