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There’s a crowd. At least fifty people gathered in the car park outside St Werburgh’s Church. They’re all talking. Reminiscing....
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The first day of school was always a major event in Miss Agnes Smith’s calendar. This is a moment of...
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Miriam pressed a sweaty Diet Coke can to her cheek and shifted in the lawn chair. Her jaws popped and...
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Depression the sun becomes the luna & the moon becomes the sol & I turn the shower on & there...
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You were caught day-drinking in the shadows of an angel, with your lips chapped to the pin-point crack of a...
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Avedis stood at the rail staring into the water on the crossing from Southern France into Manhattan; black waves with...
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On late nights, hard nights I think of the empty room where you sit—where you choke down rusted nails and...
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Driving home I see this little girl tromping in a blue dress, Stomping on mother’s hard-worked poppies with a wooden...
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The ground is wet from passed-on rain; sporadically little drops sting my upturned face, sudden remembrances of a rainy day...
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Kage Brubaker is currently a third year at The Ohio State University studying English and Pre-Medicine. He is currently...
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