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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I sit here in math class and I wonder what the meaning of life is. I wonder if somewhere down the x-axis we figure out what the point is. What I like about math— an unlikely sentence starter. What I like about math is its conciseness. One question. One answer. It is simple. So when they...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    There are very few processes that I can’t go a day without, and they go hand in hand: One. Breathing. Two. Thinking of you. Sometimes I take a breath— and I think that maybe this time I’m lucky enough to inhale the air you exhaled. Maybe, just maybe, the oxygen circulating through...
  • Opinion > Current Events / Politics
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    With the Newtown massacre horrifying the country, calls for reform have grown louder. Our nation has seen an appalling increase in violent crimes; the Columbine, Dark Knight Rises, and Sandy Hook incidents are painful reminders of such. These tragedies reignited the debate on gun control, one of the...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    I was told to write an essay. I was told to tell a story about myself, about a life lesson that I learned at this middle school. I was told to use transitions and as few “to be” verbs as possible. But an essay like that contradicts with the life lesson that I—and all of my fellow graduates, I...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    1943. That’s the year. The sun is shining and the vibrant green grass calls to us. A chipped red bench holds all of our backpacks, and the hummingbirds watch over them. We smell of fruity ice pops and cupcake-scented hand sanitizer. I glance over at Debra. She grins at me. She’s gorgeou...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    I love the City where the sky is always gray where the pigeons fly and seagulls squawk, a job they do each day. I love the City and the cablecars that ring and streets that stretch across the hills, the flowers in the spring. I love the City where the park is alw...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Hearing music is Like taking a stethoscope And hearing your soul...

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