I am a cake that is sliced down the middle Unfortunately, I have no clue who ate the middle slice I am…
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Preface: On the second day of school, my AP English Literature and Composition class analyzed a poem by Clint Smith titled “Something…
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Introverts are always misjudged People think that we hate everyone Or that we are just depressed inside It never crossed their mind…
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Walking down the street while chunks of the sidewalk appear and disappear as you walk down the never ending pathway for as…
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Dear my love, I’ll admit it, my first impression of you wasn’t the best: you were bitter and your name left…
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Title: A Home Alone A note from the artist, Lydia Bloodworth: An isolated shed made of scrap-metal out in rural North Carolina…