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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    “Okay. Truth or...truth?” “This game doesn't seem very fair.” “It's a simple choice, Logan.” “I think you're skewing the game to meet your own agenda.” “I never said I wasn't.” “Well, the choice is a tough one.” “You're a tough coo...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    to borrow your eyes and see the silver drips down from the ceiling splashing around you dazzling melting like you could catch them on your tongue like mercurial icicles or the shapes in the air above you shifting shaking as you look but pretend that you aren't looking although...
  • Nonfiction > Sports
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    “And now our A, B, and C skaters are here to welcome you to India!” We skate out, single file. The air of the rink is a shock of cold water as it hits our bare arms. I glide across to my spot, positioning myself between Kyra and Sami. I was born to be standing in this spot, waiting for our mu...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Cracked-mirror, sheep-shearer Baby-taker, brownie-maker Ruby lips, crazy-kiss Hit-and-miss, smoothie-swish Bubble-blast, smack-catch Bible-reader, highway-speeder Hazel-eyes, telling lies Thunder-thighs, no surprise Thai food, back soon, Zoom zoom, end of June Brow-plucker, puddle-mucker...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    That night when the crackle-orange fire was so bright we almost couldn’t see the stars like sugar shook onto the sticky black sky. That night when we all sat in the grass together, my knee touching someone’s knee, my shoulder up against someone’s guitar. That night when we p...
  • Poetry > Song Lyrics
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    My rose-coloured glasses need cleaning My eyes are getting tired You’re burning the skin on my fingers But I can’t step away from your fire If once in a blue moon you’re on my mind Then the moon is blue every night I used to try not to think of you But it isn’t worth the fight Chor...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Summer is freedom, the absence of pencils (as well as books) Summer is lazy mornings stretching like a cat sunlight pouring like lemonade over your cotton sheets Summer is salty-sweet sweat dotting your face like dew in the morning grass, getting the tops of your feet wet (where the fl...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    “What does the ocean look like, Adam?” asked Emma. “Big,” answered Adam. “Wet. Full of fish.” “I know that,” Emma replied. They were sitting on the Platform; well, Adam was sitting, and Emma was standing. She was too excited to sit down. Adam was excited too, Emma was su...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Something shatters in the next room, then I hear wailing. I drop to my stomach and army-crawl to the door. Through the crack underneath I can see Mom and Dad's wedding plate reduced to shards of china on the linoleum. I see the eviction notice lying next to the broken plate, looking like a pape...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    So there I am, going up the stairs with that disturbing painting of the guy and girl doing something not very school-appropriate and the mural of the naked woman, and I’m kind of freaking out, okay? I’m freaking out because I know by now that BOY gets out of geography when I come out of music an...
  • Poetry > Song Lyrics
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    Capo II Key of E Don’t ask me how I’m feeling You don’t want to know My heart got beaten in an alley at night I hope it doesn’t show Going, going, gone That’s my chances with you Don’t ask me how I’m feeling My answer won’t be true [Chorus] I shouldn’t be here ...
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    What's on the horizon? I can't quite see We could reach it, maybe If you wanted to come with me I feel kind of funny I feel kind of great Maybe it's your smile Maybe it's the sun on my face [Pre-chorus]: Won't you come here? And I can tell you things I've n...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My ears ring (the music lingering long after the guitars are away) my soles of my feet are coated with a thin layer of dust and dirt from walking around the gym barefoot all day. It seemed strangely symbolic to put my shoes back on - like the evening officially ended as soo...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My love for you is colourful red and bright against this world of black and white, this world in its many hues of grey There is no colour in our world because we make our own when I touch your hand the grey walls seep with saturated red and blue like paint, soaked through paper, and ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    We are waiting. Waiting. Our entire lives feel like the last day of school before vacation when you know you’re out in half an hour but you’re still stuck in school for now. Waiting. We are waiting for the chance to do what we want to do say what we want to feel love w...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Dear Ex, I don’t understand why I dated you, exactly. I think the state I was in during those two months was akin to the state drunk people are in when they are drunk. I thought you were cool, because the only place I ever saw you was at kung fu, and you were cool there. But I soon came to real...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    When you are cold, damp, shivering, I am there, I am happy to give all that I have to you and be your campfire friend and warm up your fingers and your toes. But always, at the end of the night you decide you don’t need me anymore, and there I am again – ashes to ashes, dust to du...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Air feels like a cool-crisp bite of apples Your lungs are icy breath comes out in clouds Balancing on two thin metal blades, you're amazed You can stay up at all Push, glide, bottom pick scrapes ice, make snow tracks Blades feel sticky (just got sharpened) Arches sore...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    This is the year of sixteen. We have grown this year. We had first jobs (cashiers at grocery stores) first boyfriends (not as cute as anticipated) first dates (set up like playdates) first kisses (underwhelming). Fifteen was a year to settle in, grow comfortable in our sk...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My dear Lucy, Thank you for your freaking letter that you freaking sent me. I especially freaking liked all the freaking “freaks” in it. No, seriously darling, it was amazing hearing from you again, and I’ve missed the way you swear too much. Your letter made my day – no, my week...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    We went to the fair once, Alice and I - we snuck there when it set up down the street. We watched it go up - the bare bones of rickety roller coasters stacking up like vertebrae; racks of pink-cloud cotton candy hung up in stalls. We stole some, Alice and I, when the guy manning the sta...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Hi there. It’s me. Well, I guess you don’t know who I am. Actually, I don’t really know who you are, either. I don’t know anything about you. I don’t know if you enjoy 80s music, or if you like watching old movies alone on Friday nights, or if you really enjoy asparagus, or if yo...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    One hand holding hers, the other resting in the small of her back, he leads; she follows. The music sways, brushing against her arms; first soft yellow tendrils, then building up to a deep blue that laps over her skin like waves. His hand touches the white satin at her waist, and he whi...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Seamus – Hey, remember that time that I got really mad at you because you got really mad at me because you thought I cheated on you with Ismail but it turned out Ismael was gay anyway? That was stupid. That was screwed. Do you even know how screwed that was? It was screwed that...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    If you're looking from the outside, it's hard to see in through the reflection of the snow on the window, but if you're in the room, you can see she's on the bed with her legs pulled up to her chest and her chin on her knees, her back curving forward like a palm tree in the wind....

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