Henry says Happy Halloween
My first kiss? Well…It’s a long story. What? You like long stories? Um, well, okay. — Henry and I kissed once. It was nothing at first. Dumb kid stuff. I was fifteen and still hadn’t kissed a boy. I...
View ArticlePure Intention, Part One
The year is 2010 and it’s a smoldering 95 degrees in my hometown of Houston, Texas. While the sane take refuge in their air conditioned homes, I drive my ’95 Toyota Camry lemon, in search of a love...
View ArticleJoseph Stalin, Poet
BREAKING NEWS: Historians have recently unearthed what seems to be a set of poetry from previous Soviet Russian dictator Joseph Stalin. Researchers are still unsure of many of the details. The only...
View ArticleThe Walk
Under full moonlight, And rainstorm dew, The Count came walking As the cold wind blew Like death he moved, Silent and fast, Til his destination beckoned he sighed, “at last.” To window he misted,...
View ArticlePurple
The sky was turning that odd color again. A color when purple, green, yellow, and grey all come together to paint the scene above the earth. And it was that color that made him so excited. Bill threw...
View ArticleA Night in the Park
“You think we can sit down, Martin?” Jane asked, her left arm hooked with Martin’s right. “Sure,” Martin answered, relieved. “There’s a park bench over there.” The couple walked a few more steps...
View ArticleThe Robot Eats a Balanced Breakfast
Joanne wiped her hands off on the white apron she wore, and then pulled out her notepad and a pen. A new guest had walked in from the dull blue of an early morning and taken a seat across the diner. It...
View ArticleThe Cadence of the Fall
I’m not sure why, But lately I’ve been listening to the cadence of the F A L L. The rhythm of the S P I R A L That separates the end of passion, Heat, And desperation, But brings forth the beginning of...
View ArticleCasey
What does Casey do when she looks in the mirror? Well, first she smiles for a few minutes. She runs her fingers through her hair in brief admiration, and stares into her eyes. They peer back at her,...
View ArticleGracie and the Earthquake
She approached the city from its east side. With a golden tail wagging in much excitement, She trooped down busy streets. As She finally spotted people, she barked happily, and ran down the street. Who...
View ArticleApologies from Rima Parikh
I don’t know, man. I don’t want to study for finals right now, so I guess I’ll try to calm the moral angst that plagues my crippling soul. Merry Christmas!!!! To humanity I’m sorry for...
View ArticleCocoa Puffs
I like to tell this story with a box of Cocoa Puffs in my hand. Half of the reason why is because it’s a quality good cereal. I mean, it’s not better than the sugared squares of Cinnamon Toast Crunch...
View ArticleShakespeare: The Real Deal
Ah, Valentine’s Day. What’s the best way to celebrate this shitshow of overpriced dinners, half-dead roses, lukewarm declarations of “I love you, probably” and other ostentatious gestures of love that...
View ArticlePillow Talk
Harsh breaths drag across the hairs at the back of your neck. You curl inwards and feign sleep, and wonder when the fog in your head will clear, when the morning will come. … You press your cheek...
View Article;)
It was a damn good party. Well, at least that’s what everyone was telling each other. Everyone would agree later […]
View ArticleComic Relief: Trick or Treat
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View ArticleSomething to Look Forward To: Part 1
A new fiction serial with weekly installments to come, by Creative Writing junior Daniel Chance Seeder. Before they even went to sleep they knew they were in for a late start. The Xanax they ingested...
View ArticleSomething to Look Forward To: Part 2
PART II | PART I The dinging turned out to be one of those mile-long, basically all but turtling by freight trains. The railroad that effectively split the town in half was shared between a handful of...
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