Hello there Dear,
I want you to know
I want to wait
while you live your life.
I’ll live mine
over here in the corner
just reading book after book.
You go live yours.
Travel the...
Emma McCarry, Guest Creative Writer
• January 17, 2016
When Haru came back to the room, it was quiet. Like water before a stone is dropped, the air seemed still, resistant to shifting around his body. He didn’t make much effort to cut past the thick, frozen...
Foreword from the Creative Writing Editor: This was a submission for the folktale assignment in Creative Writing, written by junior Duke Johnson. No major edits were made.
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There...
Sleep now
Darling,
whisk away
from scraped knees
bee stings that linger
words of stones
and sticks that cackle at you.
Darling,
sit high and proud
in the willow tree
sway...
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