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On nights when the bite of darkness and the howl of wind are too great for sleep, There is a story which the old woman would tell to make the children wary of the night.   It started as a fairy...

  “The best four years of your life.”   That’s what everyone tells you. You have to sink every fiber of your being into every single activity you do And you have to do it...

We’ll dance tonight Beneath the Yellow birches that Line the earth like Large light bulbs, Illuminating streets in ways Only something so beautiful And natural can. Large raindrops will...

“Okay, but, like,” Maddy said, breaking the silence in the library, “Why is Quebec even a place?” Janet sighed the long-suffering sigh of a person who had spent far too much time staring at a page of...

Fingers wrapped around A frail pole Lathered from end to end In grease It urges me to fall Yet my hands struggle To maintain their tenuous hold If I am to hold on any longer I feel as though...

I feel I’ve known you for a million years We’ve had our laughs and our own share of tears But now I feel the time has come To leave all we made behind I think it’s about time to slip away I see the...

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...