I’ve heard it told,True-born writers must writeThey haven’t any choiceThey must write until they’re dead and cold But the same is true of a dancerShe makes no conscious decisionHer need to dance is strong,And will cause many a frisson Addicted to the adrenaline,Longing for the familiar pain in her feetIn her dreams she will dance,And... Continue Reading →
I am the rock, but the rock isn't me...
Who? You, or any Friends University student
What? A Free Poetry, Fiction, and Nonfiction Writing Contest
When? Submissions are due March 30.
Where? Send submissions to firstname.lastname@example.org
Why? A Great Opportunity to practice writing.
How? Via Word in size 12 Times New Roman
I want to state that I am not going through anything major right now. That isn't what triggered this thinking. It just happened, and I want to share my thoughts. From what I have seen, people are generally raised being told not to bury their feelings inside. I used to just let it all out,... Continue Reading →
Beg the Sea By Noah Wallace Take me sea, oh toward the past. Bring me back from forlorn strife. Or drown me now and do it fast. Help me break these bonds of life. For life is long and hard and burning. I need relief from the present’s pain. Take me to days for which... Continue Reading →
By Miles Morrison Our father who art in heaven Hollow be Thy name We're all trapped in a world Where folks think life is a game We determine a person's worth Based off money and things And never think of the value thatapersons mind really brings In a world full of greed Everyone's after... Continue Reading →
The Perfect Trip By Courtney Kruger If you were to ask me how I feel about traveling/flying I would tell you I love being in the airport, for the most part, especially during the holidays. I don’t know if it’s the decorations in the terminals or the excitement of going home during Christmas break... Continue Reading →
Meeting My Ancestry By Courtney Kruger “In all of us there is a hunger, marrow-deep, to know our heritage- to know who we are and where we have come from. Without this enriching knowledge, there is a hollow yearning. No matter what our attainments in life, there is still a vacuum, an emptiness, and... Continue Reading →
Rereading Childhood Books as an Adult By Courtney Kruger Sometime this past winter I discovered Bookaholic, a used bookstore, for the first time. It was not until the summer I realized I could rediscover favorite books from my middle and high school years. Growing up, I had never really been to used bookstores. My... Continue Reading →
ONSET by Courtney Kruger SCENE ONE – EXT – OPENING CREDITS Soft music plays as the definition of the word “onset” appears, in white font, on a black screen: on·set (ŏn′sĕt′) n. the first appearance of the signs or symptoms of an illness The definition fades away into aerial shots showing... Continue Reading →