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Peace | Haley Newland

there was peace when we sat overlooking the sunrise magnificent hues spread across the sky from yellow to orange to … More

“Overcast” | Andrew Smedley

It may start with a breeze It may come from a blizzard From a cold rage wrought by a freeze … More

And To the king, The knight and the squire, Recounting their journey Of indomitable beasts felled Through a conflagration Of … More

The wheel is always moving, its melodic heaving of rushing water is always thumping in the back of our minds. … More

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Amara’s eyes were closed as she listened to the ever constant sound of the clock. Tick. … More

please excuse my absence on the last day of november i’m not sick, not on the road, not out of … More

the long days grew to long nights summer sun turned to autumn wind worn out t-shirts became well loved sweaters … More

There’s a knock on the door. The man raises his head in suspicion, rubbing the drowsiness out of his eyes. … More

At the top the trees were like grass, and all things felled were imperceptible. The first step took a lifetime … More

at summer’s crest the sun beats down on its treasury: the flowers in zeal and the flesh of fruit that … More