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• Poetry > Free Verse
  Gatsby's Green Light

  

  By Demeter, N/A, VA

  Gatsby's green light lingers in my closet But I just can't bring myself to grasp it To coax it into my pocket And turn it round and round between my thumb And my four fingers Examine it to the point in which I realize I no longer want it I despise it, in fact Its burden grows...
• Nonfiction > Personal Experience
  Let There Be Light

  

  By Demeter, N/A, VA

  Channukah 2006: I get that sweaty palms, racing heart, tense shoulders, “I’ll do anything if it means getting out of this situation” feeling. The candles appear to be ten feet tall, wax monsters that can reduce my house to flames at any minute; that is, if I manage to light the match. I strik...
• Nonfiction > Academic
  Phantoms, Ghosts, and Spirits, Oh My!

  

  By Demeter, N/A, VA

  A mysterious shadow appears and moves across the empty stage as the curtain ruffles. The temperature suddenly drops on the left side of the aisle as a woman feels her skirt lift. A child’s laugh is heard heading towards the back of the auditorium even though no children are present. It may be a fa...