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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Sometime after darkness had fallen, the sixth hour. A cry, heard about the Holy land. In the silent air it was heard, a groan piercing the bitter night. Pulled from an invisible wire fastened to the enclaves of a heart, the chest was pulled up, out, the ninth hour. Eli, Eli why has...
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    They stand, silent in salute, Abridgements printed on their chests like emblems on a flag, Magic numbers hugging their meager letters. They are eighteen to a row, seven to a column— And then the others, the removed. At the top, colored mists, greens and blues, the semblance Of life’s s...
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    Ever Look at someone, Eye-to-eye, And not see them? Ever eat And not taste, sleep And not dream? Ever Hurt when you’re numb or Hear Without listening, And breathe without the desire for oxygen? Have you ever Lied to expose the truth Or washed and still felt dirty? I did, on...
  • Opinion > Current Events / Politics
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    In 1949, 194 countries from around the world gathered together. They came from different geographical areas, different religious backgrounds, and different moral and ethical beliefs—but they came together, all 194, to the Geneva Conventions. Why? Because all of these countries had seen the horrors...
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    We are learning about our solar system today, the teacher Tracing spheres on the globe with a mud-colored pen. He draws. Silky marbles around a translucent bulb, (I see them) Moving to the chime of the invisible clock, that Rhythmic excellence pounding day by day under agile, conducting hand...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    The gravel crunches under my flip flops. It’s a May afternoon, almost summer, and the sun has begun to peak out from the clouds, beating down on my bare shoulders. I glance at Em, who stays in my stride as we walk toward Ms. Mac’s classroom. We pass over the four-square courts on our way. The p...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    They had faces just like cherubs, chapped, pursed lips Eyes that looked through heavy lids and Olive-brown skin the color of wet wood. Small boys with small, cardboard pieces Pressed against my ironed jeans With anxious words, no premeditation There, just wispy foreign chatter— When th...
  • Nonfiction > Academic
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    “Oh Lord, how can this be? Unless I commit an error of faith, I cannot doubt that you, in your infinite wisdom and perfect goodness, could make anything that wasn’t good. Didn’t you yourself create women especially and then endow her with all the qualities you wished her to have? How could you...
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    Tell me, you say. The smell outside when it had just started raining, Wet concrete we raced on. Nodding to whispers in the rain so quiet I couldn’t hear them, With secrets exchanged in wet breaths. Drinking cold over-brewed tea during the summer With ice-cube trays cracked on the count...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Running, fuzz above his lip, salty tears slipping down on the parched sweat Early morning and Thirsty socks are yearning for Damp track, new records An old birthday plate has a crack down the center, collecting new dust A new phone, shiny digits assaulted by crude, overgrown fingern...
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    A pair of wide-rimmed glasses made of polished fake wood, notecards Perched on top of thick textbooks marked by yellow post-its And small wiry handwriting A man and a woman nearby Friends peeking on the edge of possibility, Too anxious to hold hands as they teeter on the cliff, Apprehensive...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    The sound of clanging bottle escapes from the space under the door of the shop. Through the grimy glass window, I see Maurice and her sister angry, one clutching a bottle sitting on the counter, the other’s hands waving in the air. I push open the door and find the two sisters arguing, their wo...
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    I. The mist barely conceals the bobbing heads of the crowd, The browns and blonds and reds of those I tower above. Father's head is warm and curly and gray, Even if he always tells me not to touch his hair. My skinny legs lock around his neck, pressing in on his groggy Adam's apple Feet bumpi...
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    We picked her up on Saturday, December 23rd. It was supposed to be a winter day, with snow and sleet and chains out of their boxes and ready to go on the wheels of our car. First snow of the year, they said. But it was sunny, instead. It was a rainbow day, with colors all over the melting snow. M...
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    A girl runs through the hills, Her toes weaving with the blades of grass Creating braids of green and white. Soft, soft cries Of the moon and the clouds Whisperwhisper moan. They are the heartbreak of the river Parting with its soft-bottomed basement, Where large things become small, and t...
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    So you watch me, your eyes pointed slightly up You think I don’t notice It’s nice, to watch you Watching me. I pull my head down, keep writing About Sumerian civilization because That’s what you want You’re smiling, now, at the way I dot my i’s, Because they look just like you do...
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    It seems Like you were always here With a book, a favor to ask me A promise that you would love me forever If I did somethinganything For you. And so you grew A lot And almost left me behind But I caught up Just in time, every time. You reached your hand out And pulled me toward you E...
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    This is the feeling. Palms damp with sweat, stomach tied up in knots, brain blank and heart beating a mile a minute. “Name?” he repeats. I swallow. "Erin Blint.” I state it with a faltering voice. He can tell I am nervous. “You can take a seat.” I glance behind me at t...
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    When the sun disappears from the sky and clouds threaten our outdoor science lab, they let us out for lunch. Students pour from classrooms into the hall, headed to their lockers and then the cafeteria. Two minutes later, the halls are empty. I dig my paper bag out of my backpack and head outside...
  • Opinion > Points of View
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    I sit in the cafeteria, eating a turkey sandwich and drinking water from a plastic bottle. My table is relatively empty but a couple friends of mine, some eating the cafeteria's ontray, some, like me, digging in a brown paper bag. Most of the other tables are identical to ours. But in the corne...

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