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I should preface by saying that this isn’t a cry for help. Nor is it an otherwise lackluster student’s lament. Instead it is a realization that the summer sun is fleeting, and in its wake is a perpetual cycle of work, school, work, school, work, and school some more. Maybe I’m just tired of it. … Continue reading
The following was written in anticipation for my thesis. The final copy is heavily changed. * “And I’d just like to thank Hitler for everything before us,” Ma says slightly drunk. Outside the rain pours on and on while inside the chicken broth bubbles, the French fondue froths, and smiles are passed around with ease. … Continue reading
I’m in grade eight. I’m 13 going on 14. And D’Arcy is chasing me around all day firing a gun this way, waving a badge that. We’re playing cops and robbers and I think he’s gay, but that doesn’t matter much. If he is a gay cop, he is still a cop. He is still … Continue reading
My sister was the first to make me think of the moon as something more than a rock. Battling the vicissitudes of prepubescence through boybands and poorly applied makeup, she wrote an adage on her door, “Shoot for the moon, because if you’ll miss, you’ll still land among the stars.” At the time, I was … Continue reading
He breathed in the smell of strawberries as his hand hesitantly swayed beyond the rusty rail. It sat there, somewhere between the breathless infinity of below and above, as his fingers clenched into a fist. In a way, he could feel everything that ever was and everything that ever would be rolling over his knuckles. … Continue reading
I think it’s better if I just fess up. No more skirting around the issue. No more scapegoats. Just honesty: I’m evil. Pure, unadulterated evil. I know it’s hard to believe that underneath my wide smile and cheery optimism is a beast of carnal malice and rancor. All the jokes I tell are a ruse. … Continue reading
Friends, recent graduates, and those who refuse to be bored, lend me your ears. And by ears, I mean keyboards, hours of otherwise fruitless activity, and unbeknownst wit and candor. For as the summer sun begins to rise and the tomes of textbooks are stuffed into the backs of a closet, the time has fallen … Continue reading
To think we’d both come this far. Yes, my dear reader, we have done it. Applause is certainly recommended, if not warranted for you and I, whether for better or for worse, thick or thin, sickness or health, have clambered through weeks upon weeks of writing. Sometimes what we found was good. Other times, bad. … Continue reading
As it stands right now, distances are measured in mouse clicks, firewalls are neither on fire nor a wall, and a billion people sign onto a service every day that they do not quite understand. You have done this too, dear reader. In fact, you’re doing it right now. Here in this foreign world, you … Continue reading
Beginning at the beginning, which may very well be an end, we find ourselves. Squeezed into an imperceptibly dense spot, our entire mass is but a fist. Clenched, furiously shaking, and self contained, we are covered by a blanket of darkness. Beyond us, we cannot see what lies ahead. We wonder if anything does. It … Continue reading
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