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MHS Literary Journal |
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A creative writing class may be one of the last places you can gowhere your life still matters.-Richard Hugo
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Reymi Kidder Sincerely -I don’t know what “I miss you” means. I won’t name names but Myself told Self that it means when I dream I dream of waking up cause last time I did I woke up to your lips on my kiss...(more)
Eli Halterman, I Write in Cliches I write in clichés Because every time I Try to convey my feelings The life guard lets the rope attached to my life-saver Slip through his fingers... (more)
(to my grandfather, who died while I had a fever of a hundred and two.) Open, squinting, Vision’s swimming Chills are setting in my bones, and aching, Head feel’s like it’s splitting, breaking Voices ringing, thermometer singing in my head…(more) You're always so still a new day
While you were collecting your Pennies for Peace my best friend Penny's been shot on the street 'cause (more)
I crawl into bed, feel my way through the covers. I like the way my (more)
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