Creative Nonfiction
3 min
We were driving down Highway 37 on our way back from Dawson City, Yukon. We had been on the road for almost three weeks and we were spent. Long days of driving long B.C. roads that carried few people
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Poetry
1 min
Distress
Short Fiction
5 min
Music is a Friend of Mine (Shortened Version)
Music is a friend of mine. I met him long ago when I was still fresh and innocent, had not a care in the world, and was incredibly stupid. We were more acquaintances than pals, and when I passed him I
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Short Fiction
4 min
The First Fall
Have you ever wondered why the leaves turn brilliant shades of red and orange in the fall? It’s quite the story actually. No, it doesn’t have anything to do with chlorophyll or the earth's tilt. I
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Short Fiction
2 min
A Spoon Full of Sugar
I found it in his gray suit coat while doing some cleaning. It was in a white marbled box tucked in his coat pocket. I knew it was meant to be a surprise, but I couldn’t help my fingers from sliding
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Poetry
1 min
An Undervalued Educator
Poetry
1 min
That Hair
Short Fiction
2 min
Susannah Lee
On the southern banks of the Susquehanna, when the last dregs of winter were melting away- that’s when I first met my true love. Her name was Susannah Lee, and I had never seen anything quite like
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Short Fiction
3 min
Sertraline
When I was six, a seed took root in my body. Though small, it had a profound effect. I was young and naïve, and this new part of me was like a new toy for me to break in. I fed it, watered it and gave
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Poetry
1 min
Hallelujah
I never understood those lines about the naked woman on the roof:
roofs are already perfectly ... [+]
roofs are already perfectly ... [+]
Poetry
1 min
Drowning
Poetry
1 min
Do You Ever Fall in Love With Strangers?
Observation: the freckles that map her body are as limitless as the stars in the night sky
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Short Fiction
3 min
Kissing Carrie
Carrie Jackson wasn’t a normal child.
Science had always been her favorite subject, studying life and death and the cycle that all things had to go through in some form or another. After weeks ... [+]
Science had always been her favorite subject, studying life and death and the cycle that all things had to go through in some form or another. After weeks ... [+]