One of my earliest memories is running around my great-grandmother’s backyard catching fireflies. Grandma Marie lived in Virginia, and, at least once a year, we would make the nine-hour journey to ... [+]
He came from out behind the shadows dark,
Of mysteries full I did not presume.
And as he spoke
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The conveyor belt rolls the can of gravy to the cashier.
“Hello, how are you doing?” she asks.
“Alright, just some last minute groceries.” I scan the store for the right follow up. “How about
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The clock struck once. The man released me of my shackles and I was delighted! Overwhelming feelings of glee flowed through me as I skipped towards the cafeteria. Oh, how I could already picture the ... [+]
I never learned his name. Never got a chance to properly thank him. Five years later and here I am, wondering if he ever knew.
Five years ago today, I was stepping off a subway in New York with
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You are leaving a movie and are mugged.... This is how you tell the tale to the people in your life
Mother
“My poor baby!” My mother cooed as she forcibly pulled me into a tight embrace. I
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The crowd cried out for an encore as Colby left the stage. It was the last show of his world tour, and he wasn’t about to leave them less than satisfied. He came back on stage with a fire in his eyes ... [+]
“93, 94, 95...” I stared blankly at the ceiling, counting sheep in my head. “98, 99, 100...” My stomach did another gurgle, telling me that we wouldn’t have another normal lunchtime. I sighed and ... [+]
Bella
Today 12:47 AM
hey caleb, are you up?
Today 1:06 AM
ok well I thought I would be able to tell you this tonight, and believe me I tried, but you said you had to go so
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I sit against the gnarled old willow tree staring at the book in my hands but seeing only my priscilla pink nails. The ludicrousness of it has finally hit me. Why spend a few hours making sure all my ... [+]
The point shoes that she had worn in her ballet classes had not aptly prepared her for the tiptoeing that she would need to do throughout her life.
Carpets made of eggshells and roads paved
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In 2010, the street artist Stephen Powers completed a series of murals as a love letter to the city of Philadelphia, his home. I had never heard of him before, but I’d seen these murals on my trips ... [+]
The day they dropped/the end of stories
Once upon a time, a boy lived by the seaside. His family lived modestly and took great joy in what little they had. While his father was out fishing
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It was midday and Joseph was at the end of an arduous drive. As the sedan pulled along the final stretches of the meticulously kept brick road and hedgerows, a sigh of relief escaped from him upon ... [+]
