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My Life: Is This What I Am Living For?

My Life: Is This What I Am Living For?

Tara Bailey, Features Editor
September 20, 2013 • 404 views
Filed under Literature

At one time, I thought that I was dead. Not like the decaying corpse that rested in peace in its confined coffin, but someone who was to dead to such a point, that life was never truly its own. It was the type of death in which the air became so thick and polluted that there was no possible way to breathe. Maybe,...

Strange as Angels

Strange as Angels

Caroline Duckworth, Short Story Editor
September 20, 2013 • 824 views
Filed under Literature, Showcase

I open the door and hold my breath.  Automatically, I glue my eyes to the worn wooden floor as the rich smell of espresso envelops me.  I can already sense a small crowd of people in the coffee shop. I should leave. But stubbornness rises up through my panic. I regulate my breathing, focusing...

Song of the Water

Song of the Water

Cameron Conner, Staff Writer
September 18, 2013 • 535 views
Filed under Literature, Showcase

There’s certain serenity in the sound of water and each location from which this ethereal chorus flows brings about a new concerto. From the reflective piano of a steaming showers pool to the fortissimo of a mighty rapid I long to enjoy the waters’ song with a soul as beautiful as...

Not So Different At All

Not So Different At All

Kasey Jo Reed, Staff Writer
September 17, 2013 • 513 views
Filed under Literature, Showcase

Students are gossip all around. It is another tiring Monday morning as teenagers crowd the cafeteria to get breakfast. It seems so simple, a chicken biscuit or muffin tops, milk or juice, but life outside of the school walls just adds to the complexity of every individual's life; however, judgment is...

Finding Yourself in the Past

Finding Yourself in the Past

Aleigh Guerndt, Staff Writer
September 17, 2013 • 322 views
Filed under Literature, Showcase

when one stands amid the face of the gardens dreaded grace beneath the branches that have been pleasantly laid the truth and memories begin to fade when one stands amid the brush the essence of life seems quite lush underneath the branches you will find a piece of everything that had been left be...

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