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  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Paul Aubrey Sydney Jones, acclaimed market researcher and former international rugby player, shuffles into the living room in a tan “Old Guys Rule” T-shirt, striped boxer shorts, and felted wool slippers. The dubiously undersized shorts emphasize his powerful calves and quadriceps, whic...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    A couple perfect hexagons of limestone Tilt against each other like elephants at a circus. The final stone lies flat, calm, Upon its surface engraved the familiar pattern of Ivory and ebony. His deft hands flick the pieces into place. Each one he cradles as a long-time friend. The stolen ...
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    Afternoon’s searing heat has melted but Clings damply to the smalls of our backs Even as the sky softens into Velvety, tropical darkness. Indignant shouts ring from the baseball game. The tennis ball’s muffled thump In ragged, well-worn mitts. They cut off their words here, did you kn...
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    Every morning it’s exactly the same. On my white china plate you place One piece of whole-grain toast, cut into two neat triangles, One pat of marigold butter slowly melting into the bread, One tall glass of milk, blue-tinged in the morning light, And one crystal bowl piled with fruit. I c...
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    Once the hammock ruled our garden. It stretched between our cherry tree And the strong, silent picket fence, Presiding over the daisies. I remember now its red and white stripes and The fraying rough rope that burned our hands. When wind chimes tinkled and lawnmowers roared, You and I would...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    The salty sea wind snatches tears from my eyes and whisks them away before they have the chance to fall. A threadbare jacket stolen from my grandmother does nothing to block the insistent gusts. The beach is silent; even the seagulls have flown inland for refuge. I shiver on a desolate, windswep...
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    I saw this painting, once, of a flock of seagulls. Most of them had ruffled off-white feathers and their heads all scrunched down, looking like your average seagull. There was one outcast, though, in the middle, whose neck stretched near as long as a giraffe’s, with muddy brown feathers to boot. T...
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    Velvet black night shines through the skylight, sprinkled with a dusting of stars. The pinpoints of light glimmer in their serene constellations like tiny angels. They gleam far, far away from the chaos below. Behind a storm of hair spray and false eyelashes and frilly skirts, one mouse-brown teena...
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    Despite what you might think, it’s not actually that hard to tie a four-year-old to a chair. I only need one hand to pinion her to her seat, despite her struggles and snarls. Her teeth are bared in a vicious grin, her eyes maniacal, shining as if demon-possessed. With one final tug, I secure the j...
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    Rustlings and whispers disturb the chill night as campers arrange themselves around the dully-glowing fire. Sleeping bags are shifted, mats are wrestled into submission, logs are yanked into place. As the chaos dies down, I stare across the circle into the ghostly faces of my friends. It is as if I ...
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    Laughter and joking taunts float on chlorinated air, audible even over the resounding splashes of water as competitors propel themselves off the blocks. The bullpen overflows with the confidence of the club swimmers. They saunter past in their wildly patterned racing suits, the straps of which barel...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The girl grumbles and growls gloomily. Her hair hangs in hanks around her face. Silently she slips her suit from the floor, The green garb glittering and glinting in the dawn. The sleek, silent straps snap over her collarbone, Bleak black borders her brawny back, Tangled tendrils tumble from...
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    I thought photography was supposed to be more personal. But there you are, Slinging down your cameras, clattering your tripod So I flinch like a hurt cat. The camera dwarves your face, Making me wonder, Can you see me? I am thirty-three years old. I gave myself up to dance when I was ten....
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    The red brick wall swarms with ivy Tendrils like glossy curls of hair Memories tangled in the ocean of green Obscured by the greedy leaves. My fingers remember though Blooming with frigid roses They burrow into the matted prison bars Ragged nails scraping aside the passage of Time. There...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Diana crosses her slim legs at the ankle and absentmindedly strokes her straight ebony hair. Her face is a mask of composure, but inside she is already smiling with triumph and graciously accepting congratulations. The poetry contest is already won. Nobody could compete with the piece she has submit...
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    “One cookie dough and one rainbow sherbet, please.” April shines her gap-toothed smile on Artie, the ancient cashier, who prepares orders more slowly than melting ice cream. “Actually, none for me, thanks.” David cringes at April’s wide eyes. “But you always get cookie dough!” “...
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    Words trickle down out of the bruised sky Drown my mouth until I choke on sinuous raindrops like laughter Spread my arms wide and watch ropes of letters Inch down my trembling shoulders twine around my biceps Ingrain themselves into the quivering muscles of my forearms Breathe the blood-tinged ...
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    For once your sense of smell triumphs over your ears Even before you hear the first crystal explosions Refracting off the rotting wood in the unused patio You sense the mustiness The scent of rain Deep and abiding Interlinked illusions of iridescent oil slicks Mountain streams rilling over pe...
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    Nervous nibbling of lips Smoothing velvet over thighs Adjusting biting straps Twisting turning procrastinating Vision blocked by heavy lashes Finally Head up, hands down Straighten on in the mirror Irises darken Jaw drops Awkward curves and broad shoulders Wisps of hair straggling to fra...
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    A brittle pane of window glass Reflecting everyone around me In iridescent ripples Warped Crazy city rich girl Guilt cropping up in my mind Dandelions forcing through cracks in the sidewalk Shattershine moondrops Tumbling endlessly don Pooling around bare, shriveled toes Whispers at twili...
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    Look who's laughing now The curve of my glittering fingers Arching over my tilted head My lacquered eyes The strobe lights Switch on with musical clicks Illuminating glistening sweaty faces Guilty eyes fringed with forgetful lashes Hands that beat fruitlessly against each other The kee...
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    Oh say can you see Her quivering voice echoes in the vaulted space Faltering on the ethereal notes of chlorine Permeating quivering air The national anthem struggles to slice its way Through bitter currents of tension Shuffling sweaty feet Nervous whispers and last-minute adjustments To leak...
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    The bitter sky hurled a deluge of tears Down onto the dull stone bridge That wearily spanned the turbid river Waves swirled and water crashed Up the banks in a tidal wave of grief Coursing into the gritty mortar and rending it With murky fingers Until the stones creaked their protest And sur...
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    A silver chalice Hope and greed Riches in a myriad number The beauty that slowly tears us apart It also holds water quite well. A sneer Derision and trouble The sign of late nights and shattered glass Dangerous laughs that tear shoelaces Or a muscular tic. A trench-coated woman Is shi...
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    On occasion I pass my fingers through dying candle flames Feel the heat and know that I'm alive I grasp the quicksilver rain and watch it trickle through my palms Marvel as it arcs and shimmers on the floor I let the night tumble into my starstruck eyes Scream as it pierces my heart I da...

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