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  • Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
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    Calm is the sense of tranquility that evades you daily. The freedom to allow your overloaded mind to wander into nothingness, to let your thoughts dissolve into a fine mist. The luxury to close your eyes and let your fatigued body enter the mezzanine between life and dream. Your desperate thirst for...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    What did I see? I saw hell in the real world. The slow process of disillusionment entails tearing one’s idealistic self apart fiber by fiber, and trying to rebuild a figure that vaguely resembles a human being. The result is inurement to disappointment and anger, and it is much more d...
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    The sages claim that time is relative, but for something to be relative, a basis for comparison is needed. My well-established sense of time was replaced by the vortex of apprehension, and for the first time since I was a child I truly understood what it was to be timeless. It is l...
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    During my sophomore year, the economy was bad, and school seemed to remind me of that obvious fact every day. The school district had streamlined its budget, rationing printer paper and art supplies, taking away funding from freshman athletic teams, school clubs, and school publications. Times must ...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    As I crept through the dismal calm of Winter's solemn gloom, I Caught a glimpse of springtime's balm by sullen cold, entombed. Among the icy chaff I stayed digressing from my path. It seemed as if the snowdrifts lay imbued with hidden wrath. A robust vine had crawled up past ...
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    I am a puddle. All my substance is dissolved into this soup of raw emotion and intoxication. It’s still boiling over the heat produced by the friction of my mind, and it’s ready to be ladled out to serve the death wish of any love drunk throat. Bubbles surface through this deadly muck like m...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    When I was young and clueless, I dreamed of a better world. Instead of sticks and acorns on the dusty, packed earth of the playground, I wanted garish colors: glittering holograms flashing past like a world on caffeine. Time pumped the caffeine into my world and added the internet. It added the won...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    What can we say to that iron fist, that title of fear? Carte blanche, with a paper trail The press listing violations of human rights, Like a slap to the face, you strike your enemies with Censorship. “Go face the firing squad If you’re rash enough to rebel.” Rot in a prison cell,...
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    I have a love-hate relationship with the piano. I love to play but hate to learn, dreading the months of practicing and repeating the miniscule measures of music in the process of mastering the entire piece. For the past seven years, I would rarely practice, either out of laziness or fear of finding...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The canvas awaits to be doused To be stained in collective pieces Of what it will be, what it will mean later. (Awaiting its fate). A canvas has a face, but it’s two-dimensional. So the face is all it’s got… (I’ve never seen a poem with ellipses…) What can a canvas do? A blan...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    A day in the life of many: We’re all like levers, weighed down On both sides by Life Liberty And the pursuit of happiness. (Oh wait that’s 3 sides…a triangular lever??) The core of our existence is there to Endure the tension. Wobbly, with every attempt to balance Creating a smal...
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    Bouncing, scuttling down the hall, the Small brown creature cautiously slips its antennae under the door, taking a noncommittal peek into the room. “I must avoid the perils of this world! Filled with feet and malevolent objects hurling past my armored back” as the reincarnatio...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Those vapid eyes stare back; that matte sheen of grain almost mocks me. Cool and calm while I’m crumbling by the second, they are scornful, shameless; almost satisfied. They are mine. * * * In this mental dissection I’m staring into the mirror in my hands as if it’s what will satisfy the ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Blown away and left in the dust, Like leaves soaring past, the telltale sounds Of crunching, scraping, and crackling Show us how fragile life is. But those trees that stand in the way In the way of houses, factories, roads To be paved, to grind out the things That sustain us. Nature is...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    It’s weird. Crunches, leg lifts and planks don’t give instant gratification. They just make me feel weak and hopeless while in the process of working out. Sometimes it doesn’t feel that way And it’s worse because you have to work harder and Push yourself a little farther...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Open your eyes, look out the window See everything that has gone wrong. Watch everything going on in this gray, bustling street it’s all too petty crime and injustice seem so outlandish but It happens all around us. Tear yourself away, turn on the TV and see the news Someone got sh...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    ‘Six hours is enough,’ I think as I prop myself up and turn off the alarm. The first smile of the day appears on my face: I find amusement in that nonchalant lie. How recklessly I ignored the opportunity to go to sleep at 11. it all feels so silly now. Coupled with insomnia, my fol...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    If my genie could grant one final boon, Indecision won’t even cross my mind-- I’ll make this request, it’s quite opportune, It will solve all the problems of mankind. If the whole world could get a full day of sleep And let consciousness drift away slowly, A thin line of thought to dark...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    One cloudy day I was walking through the empty halls of a building. The crystalline, breezy Emptiness was ethereal. It was rather comforting. It was a haven: A place where I could stay —Where insignificant thoughts ebb and flow like smoke rising from an ember— Indefini...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I’m being serious. Writer’s block isn’t just a hassle-- It’s a hazard—my senses are already in delirium. It strikes—ain’t it mysterious? Unpredictable and ruthless, it stalks you during a term paper During an essay, the beast leaves you shoeless. Snap back at it, and it re...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    I saw you from a distance. You were climbing up, up— to scamper, squirrel-like, delicately along the branches so thin and so high; to reach up from the top and touch the sky with your waving arms; to jump up—you knew you wouldn’t fall; the wind would carry you higher in the air. For an etern...
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    If you want to die of laughter, watching True Jackson, VP is the surest way of doing so. True Jackson VP is now in its second season, and with every episode, the humor is kicked up a notch higher. Each episode is its own sphere of hilarity, centered around True Jackson, a high school junior who has ...
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    Perfection is subjective. Most people find perfection in the works of others. But the valid idea of perfection is within oneself. One must not allow the doctrines of society to determine their personal definition of perfection. As human beings, we have the power to think. However, we, as human bei...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Dreams of a future: are they illusions or a path to... is it possible? can it happen? so many of us don't know what it means to have no hope left to look for it in a place far away away from the pain that is here....
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    The black and white of the keys jump our, as the faded hues of an overgrown lawn appear to be stunningly vibrant to the eyes of a fugitive escaped from his moldy cell. The monochrome finish is beautifully appealing in its perfect, blocked contrast. Yet an ominous undertone of darkness lurks along th...

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