• Found Poetry

  • Crime Scene

    I always thought our house looked like a bit of a crime scene.  Especially when I compared it to my friends’ houses.  My parents liked to refer to themselves as ‘creatives’ and I wondered if that was an excuse for not wanting to clean the house.  But at the same time, I loved it.  I…

  • The Monster in the Closet

    I always knew there was a monster living in my closet, but also knew better than to tell anyone.  My parents would latch onto the idea of a monster and would never let it go.  My brother would also never let it go, but in a different way.  He would never let me forget how…

  • The Rivalry

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  • Cowboys zine

  • The Calculus Teacher

    I had been in love with my calculus teacher for as long as I could remember. I walked by his classroom as often as I could just to see if Mr. Williams happened to be standing out in the hallway. I practiced one-liners and jokes so I would have something to say to him. Something…

  • Brothers

    “Jeremiah never realized he was wrong.  Never understood what he did was so out of place and inconsiderate.  It was unbelievable.”  I stood quietly in the hallway, listening to my father complain about my uncle over the phone.  I knew I shouldn’t be eavesdropping, but I needed to know who he was talking to.  I needed…

  • The Junkyard

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  • The Pipes

    Amanda screamed.  Paused and then screamed again. I could see her shadow jumping around the kitchen and wondered what it could be this time. Amanda was the youngest of my siblings and there was always something happening. Always something dramatic. Most of the time I didn’t mind her antics, but on days like today, I…

  • Challenged Book – Charlotte’s Web