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I grind the gears as I slow the car down in order to avoid hitting the fog too fast. I get nervous every time I drive in this think of fog. It scares me to think about what’s on the other side, what’s hiding in its thicket. I can’t help but think that there’s something […]

  Gabrielle voulait toujours danser au dessus des nuages. Chaque jour, après l’école, elle s’est allongeait sur sa pelouse, fixée sur des nuages, et elle rêvait qu’elle dansait au dessus.   Les peuples de la ville la passait en exclamant “arrêtes-toi tes rêves stupides, Gabrielle! Tu dois te concentrer sur les buts réels et travailler […]

Damian was never thought of as a brave kid, a risk-taker, or one to deviate from the safe path. This might explain why the summer of ’52 would stand as a momentous one for not only Damian, but also for the other kids in town. Let us imagine Damian’s town, Somersville, as a small post-industrial […]

It feels like forever and a day that we’ve been coming out here. Coming to the same spot, the same part of this damn ditch for work. I sit here in my truck, looking off into the fog as I take a drag of my cigarette. It’s funny how every morning is the same thing. […]

The Autobiography Of Dreams   A. I wake up so that I can dream. This might seem contradictory, but by the end of my story, maybe you’ll see what I mean. Dreams seem to rarely ever come to me. A whole other monster occupies my sleep. I look forward, not to the act of waking […]

Gabrielle always wanted to dance above the clouds. She would lie on her front lawn everyday after school, stare at the clouds floating above, and dreamt about dancing across their tops. People of the town would often walk by when Gabrielle would be on the lawn and  exclaim, “Stop your silly dreaming, girl! You need […]

Alone -Jared Clay ’13

  There once were three siblings: Hailey, Coby, and Lexxi, who all lived in a house with a beautiful oak tree in the backyard. In the tree lived a beautiful cardinal. Everyday, she sat proudly and elegantly in her nest, watching the children play. The cardinal loved the children so much. It warmed her heart […]