Category / 2018 / Fall 2018 / Fiction

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  • Imperfect Routine – Sean Tate

    Imperfect Routine        The house was filled with the sound of aged pipes rattling as fetid and fresh water flowed back and forth to its destination. The walls, still unsure of themselves, creaked and groaned as the house continued to set after countless years spent within the concrete foundation. Sunlight cut through the…

  • When Life is Yaw by R.B. Frank

    The weather is temperate by the coast. That makes for temperate days, temperate husbands, temperate friends. When her daughter calls and asks, how are things, she would say, “Life is yare.” She felt it only appropriate to speak in nautical terms. And she would be sure to say “Yare” like Katherine Hepburn from The Philadelphia…

  • Yellow

    Author: Natalie Rae Mueller Grade: Freshman at Greenville College 1st place Live Arts Contest   Yellow They always paint nursing homes yellow. That yellow color of sunshine, or that new margerine that the world cannot believe is not butter. Everyone knows the color is a futile attempt to make the last place on earth any…

  • Haunted

    Author: Amy Solov Grade 11 at Oliver Ames High School 1st place Live Arts Contest Haunted The haggard man sat cautiously on the plastic seat of the train. He had a crumpled one-way ticket in his left hand, a small green trash bag in his right. The bag held what little belongings he still had—a…

  • Secrets of Eugene Onegin

    Name: Julia Fowler Year: Junior at Southwestern University 1st place Live Arts Contest Secrets of Eugene Onegin The air was full, and it was full incomparably, with light and clarity and wide open spaces of sound and color. Suddenly, all these things gathered together and burst apart, cut through by a single blank tone coming…