Sometimes I sit on the moon, who also sits, but in the anesthetic space of time, and I take off my rose-colored glasses when I…
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We all sat there on the grass. The sun was still out in its early September manner but was hidden behind a few clouds almost…
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“Catch me if you can!” I yelled, running into the forest. “Bailey, wait up! I can’t run that fast!” My little legs pumped and moved…
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Her hands are soft and delicate, Fatigued, worn out from being a mother of nine And a grandmother of twenty. Each finger dances over the…
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Walking through my favorite path in the woods, I realize I am journeying through nature’s anatomy With its fervent roots as chromosomes And ground as…
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By Alexis Farabaugh I wish you could see That the sun rises over our heads every day Even if darkness by our axis and moonless…
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How to help fight rape culture and slutshaming Slut. Whore. Skank. These are just some of the derogatory words you’ve probably heard used towards women when…