Creative Writing
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A Hope the Future Holds
Noelle Bohac Four in the morning. Silent, as it normally would be. Still, almost desolate. It…
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Ascending
Mariam Marwan M Shamel I hear the water flowing beneath me, rushing through the lush boreal…
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The Love Spoon
Zahreen Danesh’29 It was quiet where I was, only the sounds of rain pattering onto the…
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The Neumayer Station
Mariam Marwan M Shamel It’s five o’clock in the morning and I am awakened by a…
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The Weeping Statue
Zahreen Danesh’29 Staff Writer I was proud that the forest hadn’t changed a lot. I took…
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Woes
Noelle Bohac Staff Writer Opening his eyes like this was something he dreaded. The sheets beneath…
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Torn
Naomi Hales’29 Staff Writer Shaking my leg,Up, Down, Up, DownQuick, rapid motions,candle-like, almost;flickering. I stare down…
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Life’s Cycles
Alaina Grace Crabtree’29 Staff Writer Ten seconds to reflect on memories-lingering, loud, and bright. I carried…
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Old Hopes
Noelle Bohac The air was cold, as it always seemed to be these days. Wind blew…
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Thank You Notes
Mimi Nyx On Thanksgiving Day, my mother handed me a small box. Beautiful florals were etched…
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