Florida. My home. I think of Florida every time I see a snowflake fall from the Connecticut sky. I think of Florida every time I hear a classmate complain about the New England heat. I think of Florida every
Tag: fall 2023
Hanging out with friends, laughing and playing around. No one would think that something was wrong, because no one would know about the journey that she was going through. Someone with a healthy-looking face, and a well-exercised body wouldn’t
Everybody has a hot dog story. My story starts at a little shack down on the Connecticut River. They called this shack a restaurant, although with the militant rats rampaging, the grease coating the ceiling, and no running dishwasher,
When I was in fifth grade, I was directed to bring home a yellow doctor’s note to my mother and along the way I beamed with excitement. My enthusiasm was alarming because that note meant that I had not
Stacks of speakers printed with “Reid’s SoundSystem” hug the back wall of the Treasure Isle Liquor Store. They blare with the warm sounds of U.S. rhythm and blues, rock and roll, and the early roots of Jamaican music, ska.
Frigid droplets of rain pour from the sky, cascading like tears from a heartbroken god. I rush through the downpour, using my school binder as a shield from the elements. Ahead of me lies the computer lab, a massive
Each of us exists in the tension between Eros and Thanatos. Eros is the life impulse, procreation, our survival instinct. Thanatos is the pull of death. Every living creature feels this pull because it is where we will all,
Still blue pond waters held the old man’s face. A reflection in every timeline of a history slowly coming upon its end. Interacting, jostling shapes distorting features once youthful, once purposeful. Images reflected in the sun dancing on ripples
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