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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    summer bleeds  into memory like watercolor   cool, cold, quiet heads above the water cobalt silhouettes our feet couldn’t  touch the ground   feet against sand in between palms soft, dim light kissed our faces   secrets and wishes and dreams and thoughts un...
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    Zooey is named after a book that he hates. He is thin and lanky, twice as tall as his dad he rarely sees, with hair that is permanently tangled no matter how many times you comb it through. he has dark liquid eyes: cut like orange slices, only not as sweet; like dark, crunchy chestnuts ...
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    I found him on a Wednesday, right near the corner on the street only bums and runaways strayed near. The sky was a field of rye and poppies, glimpses of sun poking out underneath. he was there, sitting, sleeping, dreaming, legs sprawled, arms shaking, dark liquid eyes blank and frozen li...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Emil's thoughts drifted from the conversation. He could care less about properly closing a screen door, something about not slamming it, not kicking it, not sliding it haphazardly, but with enough gentle force to please his incessant mother. She was always dinning and brimming to his ears about...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    I don’t know why I’m telling you this...You probably know everything about it. But, I’m here to set the story straight: the main logistics of it is that I’m not a good person. I’m not the hero you all portray me to be. I’m not. Don’t see me as one. I just happened to be there, that...
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    I. Hunger I hardly ever speak to Grace Oliver, who sits right in front of me in class. I don't know much about her really, but all I can tell you is that you can't trust her. There's just something about her that's peculiar and not quite right. Maybe her smile is too bright and perky, or she cons...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    His name was Chase, but his friends called him Kennedy. The rest of the world knew him as Blindfold Boy. He admired no one else, but John F. Kennedy. Kennedy was his favorite president; in fact, he was the only president Chase liked. Chase sort of liked Roosevelt. Maybe. But, Kennedy triumphed...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    Crisp wings pressed tightly against each other, the papery texture rubbing across, beating so fervently like a heart. That’s all I saw when I first saw the butterflies. The wings, paper wings that fluttered in the air like airplanes, tissue wings that crumbled as easily as dust, somehow were wai...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    Connor stared at the tombstones like he did every morning and waited, never daring for the words to pass through. They spread like disease in his mind, the syllables only bacteria festering between his ears, but he never let them press further, pushing the words farther and farther away into forget....
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