Remembering
I believe the only club I joined in high school was the Forensic club. There weren’t many who joined, just a handful. Still, I was excited. It seems we were going to be able to pick out pieces of poetry or short stories...
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Ode to Summer
I wrote on our white board this morning, “13 more days until school starts…saddest countdown ever.” I know most parents can’t wait until the school year begins; I’m not one of them. I suppose I get...
Read MoreWelcoming Waters
Depression is an azure, infinite sea. With bittersweet waters that quench every taste bud. The lullaby of the swooshing sounds it makes, sets my mind at ease. Its smell is intoxicating, forcing my eyelids to droop lazily. The...
Read MoreStriking A Nerve
Set aside the feelings I have for bad car drivers, and I’ll tell you something else that gets my blood boiling … BULLIES! I’m not quite sure what it is about them, but I have zero tolerance for any type of...
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