Writing
The Quirks and Benefits of a Girl Who Reads… a paraphrase by Grace Einkauf based off of Rosemarie Urquico’s response to Charles Warnke’s ‘You Should Date an Illiterate Girl’ (confused yet?) -She spends her money on books instead of clothes. -She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. -She has a [...]
Ivy clings to the sober walls like a restless sleeper clutching at the sheets. Its stretching tendrils are not the green of hopeful growth or the green of eager eyes, but the green of long-forgotten memories just barely alive in the crumbling loam. I sit in the dark, unmoving, and there’s nothing to see, but [...]
There was a searchlight in the deep night, seeking something under the weeping sky. And from my little lighthouse on the Massachusetts shore, I could not tell whether it was looking to find or be found. My orange galoshes sloshed across the sea-soaked concrete as my lighthouse and I pulled another all-nighter. I would have [...]
When my spurts of breath fog up the window of the airplane and I lean as close as I can to the sky, I think that mankind’s sense of direction is slightly boggled. We fly, and think we’re going up and out, but aren’t we really going up and in, closer to the centre of [...]
So it’s over. There will be no more sitting on dirty carpet waiting to speak after the 4th person on the list. No more spending all day in suits-of-many-layers and stiff black shoes. No more rushing back to the common room to grab a forgotten apologetics box. No more using the convenient phrase, “Um, I [...]
