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NonFiction - Year II - Number 8 - July 2017

    EXOTIC FLOWERS By Zac Pingle

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    EXOTIC FLOWERSBy Zac Pingle Chapter One: Before the SummerWarm winds rolled in from the south just before the summer. In the afternoon dew would still linger on blades of grass, and grasshoppers would sing. Clouds...

    A SHUT IN PLACE By Cameron Kenny

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    A SHUT IN PLACEBy Cameron Kenny We could see the Louisiana State Penitentiary at Angola looming far off in the distance.  Angola is hard to miss.  It is an island unto itself and has a...

    COAL DIRT By Susan Kay Will

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    COAL DIRTBy Susan Will For twenty-four years, my dad worked in the coal mines of Ohio and then West Virginia until the mass layoffs impacting the industry finally reached our family in October of 2015....

    FAMILY PICTURES By Cassidy Senefelder

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    FAMILY PICTURESBy Cassidy Senefelder Flash! She hates taking family pictures. Especially the kind where your ice cold corpse sits in a coffin in a funeral home as the family poses for a picture out front....

    TAME THE DARKNESS INSIDE YOU

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    TAME THE DARKNESS INSIDE YOUBy Apoorva Purohit Darkness is a part of your mind that makes you focus more on the negative emotions like fear, anger, hatred and detachment rather than the positive emotions like...

    ON PSEUDONYMS By Viswanath Gurram

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    ON PSEUDONYMSBy Viswanath Gurram   What's in a Name? Said the great Bard of Avon.But believe me, for a young writer who still has his work cut out for him, the name seems Everything. He wishes...

    THE MATHEMATICAL NATURE OF DINNER By Brendan Lau

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    THE MATHEMATICAL NATURE OF DINNERBy Brendan Lau I arrived home tired. A long day of third grade sucked the life out of me, making me a walking, talking corpse. I lied down on the brown...

    FIGHTING By Connor Fitzpatrick

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    FIGHTINGBy Connor Fitzpatrick  I have been in one real fist fight in my life.  I was in eighth grade at a classmate’s overnight birthday party.  We were all downstairs talking about girls and how we...

    SUMMER 1961 By John L. Stanizzi

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    SUMMER 1961 (excerpt)By John L. Stanizzi THE BEACHI don’t recall who decided that it would be a great idea to follow the dirt road at Station 27 down to the river.   We passed the road each...

    CRISIS HOSPITALIZATION DISCHARGE By James Buchanan

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    CRISIS HOSPITALIZATION DISCHARGEBy James Buchanan Her mother and I sit in a small, ecru-painted room just outside the locked ward.Voices echo into the room from down the hall. They are a man and a boy....