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  • What is déjà vu?

    Déjà vu is a French term that means "already seen." It is the feeling that you have experienced something before, even though you know that you have not. Déjà vu is a very common experience, and most people will experience it at least once in their lifetime.

    By Oliver3 years ago in Fiction

  • Balloon at the Park

    Today Jamie and I went to the park. While we played in the swing he pointed up at the tree. “What’s that up there mommy?” He curiously asked.

    By AGB3 years ago in Fiction

  • Silhouettes on Loch Ness

    We gaze across the famous loch, eyes straining for a glimpse. "What is that ahead?" asks Lee, pointing. "I dunno..." I respond, squinting against the sun.

    By Megan Baker (Left Vocal in 2023)3 years ago in Fiction

  • Spiderweb Symphonies

    She draws her long, slender legs over the taught strings, strumming out a melodic chord. Her harp glows white in the morning light, and the dew only adds to the shimmer. Droplets sing as they slide down the strands, harmonizing with her gentle pulls.

    By Megan Baker (Left Vocal in 2023)3 years ago in Fiction

  • The Secrets Of Imagination.

    I wonder through the beautiful Common with a smile. I'm fascinated by the lush green vegetation and forest greens. I hear a "croak" from a frog who stopped by to say "hello," then jumps into a nearby pond, "CRACK!" a Squirrel jumps out of a tree to collect a fallen nut on the ground.

    By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Fiction

  • Back When There Were More of Us. Top Story - May 2023.

    The swamp now encompasses our town. Menacing cypress trees wall us in and the dangling Spanish moss sways like hungry tentacles.

    By Aaron Morrison3 years ago in Fiction

  • Second lead syndrome

    I had rehearsed what I wanted to say to him repeatedly until I was confident that today would go well. I was confident that I was going to be able to confess the feelings I have had for him for as long as I can remember in the best way that I could think of: through music.

    By Deborah3 years ago in Fiction

  • ESTHER

    Esther leads Michael, who, after two weeks, finally convinces her to help him escape the cell in her parent’s basement.

    By Aaron Morrison3 years ago in Fiction

  • The Grand Egress

    Slurpy kisses end Saturday date nights. The clickety-clack of high heels at dawn. Banging pots and pans in the late afternoons. Running up and down the stairs purposefully finding the step with the creak. Singing off-key while watering plants. Arguments escape the walls waking crotchety neighbors. Nails wildly tapping the quartz countertop as you falter through flimsy excuses. Chester drawers slamming because you misplace my clothes again. The washing machine’s worn-out drum beating reminding me you cannot fix a damn thing. The zip, zip, zipping up my brand-new suitcase. I’m leaving you…and I’m taking the noises with me.

    By Donnalisa Madrigal3 years ago in Fiction

  • Heavy

    It felt heavier than I remembered, weighted down by the burden of a million secrets. I brushed away the last bits of dirt and soil clinging to its rusted lid and carefully held it up to the light. Some things can be buried for a lifetime and still feel like not a single day has passed. My fingertips hovered, for just a moment, over the clasp of a diary he would wish had never been unearthed.

    By Carly Marie3 years ago in Fiction