Sitting Vigil

Prompt: Write about a time when you were content as a child
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Christmas morning, it’s the same nearly every year. My happiness in the holiday comes from quiet repose, in the dark hours before the house awakens. There is something about that moment, glittery packages still perfectly wrapped, and the rustle of the felt stocking that [...]

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Plastic Lawn Chairs

This is based on a prompt from William Carlos Williams’ Poem “The Red Wheelbarrow”

so much depends upon
a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.
The prompt was to write about a scene outdoors with reference to the poem
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When I moved out of my parents’ house in the summer of 2008, I realized that so much my concept [...]

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Genetics

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Personality is at least twenty percent genetic. My personality belongs, in part, to my parents. I am fascinated by their secret lives before my birth. I strain my ears for any hint of these distant people. I want to meet them, to sit and have coffee and joke with them, to find out who they [...]

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