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Life in a story.
By Katie Gutierrez. “My cousin Helen, who is in her 90s now, was in the Warsaw ghetto during World War II. She and a bunch of the girls in the ghetto had to do sewing each day. And if you were found...
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I want to leave you behind. {poetry}
By Katie Gutierrez. I want to leave you behind –you and your midnight television,technicolor food,unwashed dishes. I want to pulla Ralph Waldo Emerson,escape to a cabinand inhabit the absolute. I...
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Human 101.
By Katie Gutierrez. Human. What does it mean to be human? In other languages, like Spanish, there are differences in the level of “being”: Is being human more like ser or estar? Sometimes I am...
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Late Nights & Earlier Mornings. {poetry}
Photo: Google Images I will be awake at 3:26 am for you, fighting the undefined slope of my calculus homework or the more terrifying undefined slope of my future. Fear of sleep doesn’t stop me,...
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A closed beating silence. {poetry}
Photo: Vivisection Postcards. My brother likes to say that your sternum is the only thing holding your chest together, that if your sternum breaks right down the middle in a vertical line, the...
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Life In A Story.
{source} “My cousin Helen, who is in her 90s now, was in the Warsaw ghetto during World War II. She and a bunch of the girls in the ghetto had to do sewing each day. And if you were found with a book,...
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I Want To Leave You Behind. {poetry}
{source} I want to leave you behind — you and your midnight television, technicolor food, unwashed dishes. I want to pull a Ralph Waldo Emerson, escape to a cabin and inhabit the absolute. I want to...
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Human 101.
{source} Human. What does it mean to be human? In other languages, like Spanish, there are differences in the level of being: Is being human more like ser or estar? Sometimes I am human/I am always...
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Late Nights & Earlier Mornings. {poetry}
{source} I will be awake at 3:26 am for you, fighting the undefined slope of my calculus homework or the more terrifying undefined slope of my future. Fear of sleep doesn’t stop me, just fear of...
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A Closed Beating Silence. {poetry}
{source} My brother likes to say that your sternum is the only thing holding your chest together, that if your sternum breaks right down the middle in a vertical line, the tension of your ribs will...
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