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The rain drummed against the rusted metal roof of the shaggy bus station. Water streameddown in thin rivulets, pooling in the cracked concrete beneath the pale, flickering lights. The aircarried the scent of damp mold and gasoline, clouding the senses. …
Politics is an integral topic relevant to most Americans’ everyday lives, whether it be local, state,or national. The country was founded on political nature and how it plays in tune with the peopleliving in America. Additionally, Americans often have a …
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Amidst the hum of passing cars, a figure stands alone at the traffic light on the highway off-ramp: a poignant silhouette against the urban backdrop. Clad in weathered layers that mirror the toll of time, the homeless individual embodies a …
It’s eerie. I lay awake at night as the monster rips at my skin. I have to do what everyone else can do despite the monster. Me and the monster are not friends. But, when people poke at the monster …
Children are often protected by their parents from the financial realities of family life. When I was very young, my own mother and father were embarrassed by how tight their money was after they both left the Army in the …
I could probably walk there blindfolded for someone who doesn’t have much sense of direction. I can see it now. The tinted barber’s pole sat slightly below the sign outside. Red, white, and blue swirls. The sign either read “Ray’s” …
As I step out of my car and look at the college campus, I see a majestic mountain looking down upon me. I think to myself, “Do I have all my equipment to make it to the daunting top?” The …
The ink starts to run off the page as she runs through my mind. The past seems like yesterday and I still can taste her on my tongue. Black lipstick, pin-up hips, and smoky fuck-me eyes, my Goddess had me …