By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor They do not echo on the sod and soot; your expensive sneakers, longboard with red features. For tonight, our trot lacks your heads; single…
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Creative Writing
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor I think I made it all up inside my mind— Staring into the sky A red, twisty peppermint candy falls into…
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By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor as a child I was obsessed by stars, galaxies, the nothing captivated my youthful eyes, boulder like chasing the planes and shooting stars that…
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor Little stuffed dinosaur made of patches, Sitting innocently on the edge of my desk. Your beady little black eyes stare into mine,…
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor I am sitting here, watching you paint the trim of our first apartment together. We finally settled on cotton white with an…
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor Miss: How did it turn out? Ms: How did what turn out? Mrs: She’s asking about “the fight”. Ms: “The fight”? Miss:…
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By Craig Allan, Contributor I wake up in a panic. My mind racing as I look at the alarm clock. The clock says 4:00, but there is no light outside.…
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor We stopped moments before the Golden Gate Bridge. I thought there was something wrong with the car, but Dave had a plan.…
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By Roshni Riar, Staff Writer I just can’t do this anymore. You nod as if she’ll see you, but you realize, gripping the phone tighter, you’re going to have…
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor The swinging of screen doors and wide-open porches; nobody’s staying in. Caramel iced coffees sweating onto stained wood by our sides. Wind…