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Feet on a Ledge

  The train stopped over the river and I looked out the window to see feet standing on the bridge’s ledge. Screams connected to...

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Life is Beautiful/Life is Hard

I started tutoring English to make extra cash. I spent hours talking about writing and books and school and plans for the future and I...

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The Ocean I’ve Never Seen

I stood on a balcony feeling the breeze of an evening on the Amalfi coast. I watched the waves and the boats and a silhouette go down a...

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Breakfast of Chumpions

In university, I learned that I liked eggs (at least I learned something). Every weekend, my haggard friends and I would hit up a cheap...