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In times of war, you will always find peace May it be blazing guns or endless hunger Light will eclipse the dark In a world where men destroy and women scream When children cannot find a bed to sleep In...

As the wheels turned slowly forward, the slim beam of moonlight twinkled against the spinning spokes. It shattered as it shone through and reflected in shadow across the asphalt street. The dark shapes flew...

Fairfield, see the Stag with cross of gold. Four years unravel quicker than sand, faster than trains, smoother than coffee before an 8 a.m. This campus will be your home. It waits for you...

There once was a man Who was made out of clay He sculpted expressions On his face every day He perfected his grimace, He chiseled his frowns, And he knew how to Furrow a deeply stressed brow He knew...

These worn-out boots have walked a million miles. Treads, once crisp and clear, have been eroded smoothed down to nearly nothing. The leather that once glinted in the sun Is dull nicked and scratched,...

Red rocks line hillsides casting shadows on mobile home parks where eight year olds walk with limps from hip replacements of years before reminders of wages once made mounting the backs of angry bulls....

They told me to write about something weird. So I did. It’s the weirdest thing I encounter all day, yet so many never think twice about it. It’s concerning, how it watches motionless, as we enter and...

Perhaps we were in love with Love itself, An impossible affair with something so fleeting, An intangible emotion our flawed minds convoluted. It couldn’t work. We were stubborn, Like guards who protect...