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by Hannah Walker I saw a road—beheld the lamp
by Emily Carde “Embrace my hand, I’ll not abandon thee.
by Elizabeth Stinnette I stopped the golf cart at the waterfall
by Chelsea Kolz I blush a hundred ten. My small heart plies,
by Mary Elizabeth Bransom A coffee-maker grumbles; I
by Jonathan Boes I wish I was a fisherman, to spend
by Harrison Otis November 2, 2012 I’m kicking myself because I know I should be in bed right now. I have to get up early for church tomorrow, and it’s already past 11. But maybe it’s worth staying up to write about this. We’ll see.
By Keaghan Kane CANTO I. The Knight-Errant He was a glorious knight. He had a manor, a ladylove, a noble steed. His shining armor and sturdy lance spoke of his might and righteous cause. His loyal—though, perhaps, a bit dimwitted—squire at his side, ready to mend his wounds and bear his arms as they travelled […]
By Andrew Napier Capitalism, Cannibalism, and Timmy By Andrew Napier Once there was a small pony named Timmy. He lived in a small barn at the edge of a forest. Each year, this forest threatened to eat the barn. You see, the trees were alive and quite cranky. Despite the nice climate and fertile soil, […]