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  Socks- A Depressing Tale

  

  By Carolina, Cedar Rapids, IA

  Sharon slowly chewed her cold Stoffer’s macaroni and cheese. A sudden crack brought her attention back to the TV as Jack Bauer had taken out a terrorist. Folding another sock, Sharon wished she could talk to someone about anything- anything! Even talking about something as silly as folding socks l...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Love>Problems<Information

  

  By Carolina, Cedar Rapids, IA

  The more information you have, the easier a math problem is. The more information you have, the easier it is to fall in love. The more information you have, the easier it is to find fault. The more love you have, the easier it is to forgive faults. But love doesn’t help you with math....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Thou Shalt Not Have Chocolate

  

  By Carolina, Cedar Rapids, IA

  The thing about chocolate is that once you have some, you want more. Good thing God didn't write a commandment about chocolate....
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  You Are Not Alone

  

  By Carolina, Cedar Rapids, IA

  You are not alone, but I am. I'm alone. I wish I still had you here. I used to see you every day, and now it seems like forever between visits....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  At the Park

  

  By Carolina, Cedar Rapids, IA

  When I went to the park today, Two little children came to play. They played hide and go seek behind the trees Running and screaming in delight. After dunking their heads and feet under the cold fountain, they leave the faucet on and walk away. The little girl runs to catch up with her br...
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  Ghosts

  

  By Carolina, Cedar Rapids, IA

  They are brother and sister, pale and yellow, like ghosts. Bright clothes hand off their skin. She stares at me as I stare at her, wondering why they are here. They’re not fast, or very strong, and they can’t even jump high. I leave, but I still think about the ghosts....
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  M

  

  By Carolina, Cedar Rapids, IA

  They’re sticky, leaving traces of color on my palms. I eat them slowly, savoring each one, eating them according to color. Two red, three blue, one yellow, dissolving in my mouth....
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  Swing

  

  By Carolina, Cedar Rapids, IA

  On a sunny day, in an old backyard, a lonely swing rocks back and forth. The sun beats down upon it, upon its faded floral cushion. Although it is old and torn, the cushion welcomes visitors. Its paint is chipping and soon it will fall, but the swing still stands, if only for today....
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  Tommy Toe Tomatoes

  

  By Carolina, Cedar Rapids, IA
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  Half a Tree

  

  By Carolina, Cedar Rapids, IA
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  Southern Rocking Chair

  

  By Carolina, Cedar Rapids, IA