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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I will be married soon. I will be wearing white, And laugh at you, So beautiful in your tux. Handfasted in summer— Midsummer, maybe, Because Midsummer night Is for dreaming. Perhaps it will be July, Or August, and our families Will complain about the heat. But we will smile toget...
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    I'm falling Looking up Seeing stars and clouds spin Dizzying and dazzling— Like your eyes Drowning me. I'm terrified Not alone Once you’ve felt warmth How do you go back to being cold? For the first time I'm vulnerable. You're overwhelming Entrancing Filling...
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    “Dysfunctional” is a good description of their relationship. “A tragedy” works pretty well, too. But Trip stopped trying to define what they have around the time it began. There's no comfort in giving it a name, a descriptor, when it’s just two people throwing themselves at eac...
  • Hot Topics > Pride & Prejudice
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    “What do you believe?” In my mind, that’s always been one of the most incredibly personal questions one person can put to another, so it startles me every time someone asks it casually, as though it’s akin to a favorite color or where one’s parents hail from. My faith, to me, is the ver...
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    The sky lies heavy over the dirt-and-concrete city. The rain splatters in dingy drops. We bow our heads and scurry onward, Wind tugging at umbrellas with greedy fingers That seek at the skin-warmth hidden under jackets and scarves. Drops fall, splashing on flinching skin As the huddled figures...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    He didn’t quite know what to do with her, when they were together. She didn’t like diamonds, and thought movies rotted people’s brains. The color of her hair changed with her mood; he had never seen it the same two weeks in a row. She danced even when there was no music. Her clothes came from ...
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    Ephemeral ghosts, Wraithlike beneath the moon, Hands reaching, reaching for the sky, Eyes painful, pleading on the clouds Which drown the lands below in rain; They lived so fleetingly, quicksilver. Around them, the world turns to quicksilver, A current exempting only ghosts; They stand apa...
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    Night fading Empty beach and ocean skyline Twilight breaking into dawn Tears falling, tears falling, Even as the heart moves on. Pallid memories So sad and solitary at first light Eyes upon the rising sun Bewailing, bewailing, Silence falls once day is done. Faint whispers Forgotten v...
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    Mournful wind Even when the season is over The cherry blossoms will still bloom Piling up, piling up, They will shine with the moon. Dragon on the mountain Torches in a funereal procession Of lamenting lights Rows upon rows, rows upon rows, Winding to the mountain’s heights. Shrouded...
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    We all dream that we are flying in the sky with our eyes open. I stood on the edge of the mountain’s top, staring out over the blue-green-gold world that began where the mountain ended. Far away, so far that they were nearly the blue of the sky, more mountains rose to scratch the heavens. S...
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    Once, in a time not so long ago, in a place not so far away, there was a beautiful kingdom with a wise king. This king was very just, and very kind, and the people loved him. They were glad to have such a king, and to live in such a peaceful country, and all who lived there were very happy. The go...
  • Opinion > School / College
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    Aristotle once said that education is an ornament in prosperity and a refuge in adversity. If this is the case, then education in our current society has devolved into something lower than ornamentation. As a culture, we have begun to value education less, even as countries around us begin to grow a...
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    What do you see Beyond that sky? The wind blowing by The clouds are capricious What will exist At the end of this world? The currents of this world Pass through me, and I see A land which does exist In my mind’s eye, and in the sky Where birds wheel, their flight capricious, And morta...
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    Angels let their feathers fall And cloak the land below; This finite splendor won’t last long, Yet I’ll be rejoicing as I go. A thousand years are not enough To see every snow that falls; A thousand years are far too few For each exquisite storm to pall. I walk alone at twilight, Be...
  • Opinion > Social Issues / Civics
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    History breathes. With every step we take across the packed earth where millions have trod before, we give it life. Each word we speak, each sentence we write, reverberates with the voices of those long dead and forgotten. Speak one word, one phoneme, and that sound echoes back to an ancient roots i...
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    Their eyes stare, empty as the dead, Too tired of a brutal world to care for faith Or for whatever god would be so cruel. What cause do the hopeless have for hope, Or the dying for the mercy of an angel, In a civilization of destitution? What rises like rot in society is the converse of dest...
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    I envy the flower on the precipice, which leans into the sky When I dare not, and can only weep bitter tears. I long to step off the world’s edge, to spread my wings and fly, Yet am bound by the chains of my moon-bright fears. Heartbreaking beauty turns to sorrow, overflowing as we cry, Pierc...
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    Step off the world’s edge to stand among the stars, Like a flower on the precipice, trembling in the wind. Do not fall, but spread your wings; Heartbreaking beauty turns to tears As we drift apart in silence, Gathering, downcast, the shards of the heart. Few things are as fragile as the h...
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    In the calm, only one raindrop has fallen, And surges in spreading ripples At the bottom of the well. This freezing wind that rocks The wind-tossed forest of my heart Is only stilled by silence. A black-and-white picture of the sky Filled with your mute strength; Silent snowfall, Perfect ...
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    Dear humanity in the present day, Shadows fall like weapons Cast aside after a war. In the spreading darkness, I exchange a prayer for revolution with myself. In my deepest heart, There is an evil flower, Sprouted from the purest love. The present is distorted in darkness Changing dreams ...
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    In the spreading darkness, I exchange a pledge for revolution with myself. In my deepest heart, there is an evil flower, sprouted from the purest love. The present is distorted in darkness, changing dreams into distorted realities. Why? Am I a broken messiah? All I want is to bring forth an ending t...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    The world breathes on cold mornings. Too vast for mortal ears to hear, its sigh whispers forth, vaporous, like dragon’s breath. Frosty streamers coil around the dark green trees and wind past rocks in the icy river. Thick, hard to see through, it is like a veil across this world. Is it a mourning ...
  • Reviews > Book Reviews
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    History breathes. With every step we take across the earth, we give it life. Each word we speak and each sentence we write reverberate with the voices of those long gone and forgotten. Speak one word, one phoneme, and it echoes to its ancient roots in the city-states of Sumer, Babylon, Egypt, and vi...
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    I am reaching for the distant stars, arms so pale and wraithlike that they are nearly transparent. Speak, spilling forth everything in your heart; this flood does not sweep me away, like driftwood upon the tide, but gives me strength. Tell me, what is in your heart right now? What is it that you see...
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    The rain that pours down on this world has such a painfully sad color that it reaches even my cold heart. I want to hold up my wraithlike hands to shield my eyes, as though, if I don’t see it, I won’t feel the aching emptiness that pervades my existence. I can’t say how I feel. My lips won...

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