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By Macy Holloway, Sophomore, Writing & Linguistics When he danced too tall stools swirled around soles just brushed pastel tile When he danced wounds weaved shut beat regained When he danced all else fogged just was this When he danced light...
By Christina Martinez, Senior, Writing & Linguistics Memories of California roll out across mother’s mind Just like the map her daddy would have opened on the hood of their car If he had made it north of his youth: tall, dark, and gone Road...
By J. Tyler Campbell See, if I had a timemachine you is where I would go; skip backwards dizzy and out of place, buy clothes to fit the time, show up full of fury, shock of hair, eyes like a leopard, mouth burning with syllables uncommon. No...