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Smoke

Max Friedman I remember the cracks in the sidewalk, The anguish that the grass in between them must have felt just trying to push through. The breeze that floated like a feather, soft, warm, maternal. The battered screen door escape hatch opening and closing, the inhale and exhale, of a broken body. I drift through, ...

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Sarah Burns A tree is a two-parted being, Not only the fellow we see, For he, just like us, Has an innermost self; In secret, yet wondrously free.   This hidden existence is led with one goal, With one driving force and one passion— Just as above His limbs reach for the sky, He strives ...

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A Sestina

Matt Lee It is not the man who falters But always the boy who ends up flying too close to the sun. And we do not always leap from a tower To begin our fall, but sometimes we step silently out the back door of a house While Daedalus sips on his coffee And discusses ...

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It’s 6:00pm on a Tuesday

Nat Alder The stars are aligning right now I am in the aphelion, the place of uttermost pulchritude, where space and time gleefully converge in one glorious, fluid motion and down there, on earth the Koreans sign peace treaties and Wall Street is no longer occupied and putrid pollution now ceases and cars are no ...

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October 26, 2012

by Emily Braverman This is my 16th year. For seeing, smiling, wanting, dreaming, hearing (somewhat), loving, and living. I think I know everything by now. (I don't.) I'm in my 863rd week here I've seen underrated wisdom radiate off of withered faces. I know it to be beautiful and wish to follow in its footsteps. ...

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An Unusually hot September Afternoon

by Erin Danielson Guilt rolled down and dripped from her elbow Like the pasty sunscreen tinted sweat that was beaded a crossed her upper lip She had been running for over an hour trying to pound the tingling sensation out of her defeated limbs. With each exhale, thrusting the bitter taste of her shame Away, ...

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Strength

By Jordan Mendoza Everybody knows his story, The whispers in the hallways About how hard his father fought Until the painful end- And left that boy to be the man.   Fatherless: yet grief doesn’t keep him from school. No more hugs from friends, No more free homework passes, No more sympathy: He is a ...

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