Society and the Trials of Man

Picture a moron. A barnacle on the underbelly of civilization, often paralized by the mere presence of simplicity. His curiosity seemingly without bounds, yet again engulfed by a confounding…

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I do not have a Beard My facial hairs are Weak Sometimes I Laugh At the children,There tiny hairs so isolated and Meek Almost like that of a desert…

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In The Street

I walk through the street in the neighborhood I see in the middle of a street a grave In the street it is dark In the street i hear…

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“You’re A Diamond Me Crazy!”

While I was on a plane to Dallas last week, I vividly remember yawning as we were landing and as my ears popped, it distinctly sounded exactly like the…

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Dry Skin

my skin feels like the desert sand it cracks and peels like a sunburn it scabs and itches like a mosquito bite dry skin is costly…  

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Here’s a story

by David McGee Every day, I did one thing. But then one day, I did a different thing. This led to conflict and, eventually, a climax. The end.

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Here’s a poem

by Eve Martin Roses are red, Violets are blue, They don’t think it be like it is, But it do

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Here’s another thing

by Frank Frankerson Maybe a script. Maybe a video. I don’t know, man.

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Jeffersonville High School, 2019