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• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Fine.

  

  By --sarah, Andover, MA

  She laughs, shaking off the seriousness of the questions we slip so delicately into conversation. When she isn’t looking, our eyes meet secretly across the table. I can see the worry in their eyes. I think she sees it too. “Seriously, guys,” she tells us, “You don’t have to worry about me....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Sandy Memories

  

  By --sarah, Andover, MA

  We keep them on the mantle In an old jam jar Full of sand and Memories But not this one. I keep it In my pocket Always Sometimes I hold it in my hand Run my fingers over its smooth ripples Trace my finger around its edges And I can feel the sun again I can hear the waves Crashing...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  And There's Life in the Music...

  

  By --sarah, Andover, MA

  I step out from behind the curtain Tentatively Finding my place on the vast sea Of hardwood flooring The music begins And Suddenly I lose myself In the dance The music whispers Soft melodies Steady rhythms Speaks a story Without words My shoes glide Fly Leaping over the floor ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Those Scattered Photographs

  

  By --sarah, Andover, MA

  Like photographs Scattered on the floor Every moment Leaves a memory behind A point in time That we grasp onto Tuck away Into a deep corner of our mind When we pull the memories Out from beneath the shadows They flood back Allowing us to smile again To hear the laughter echoing fr...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  ophelia

  

  By --sarah, Andover, MA

  “no,” she told him pulling his hands from her hips turning her head to avoid the imminent kiss the longing stare the pleading eyes she stumbled her eyes clouded with tears she grabbed her backpack slinging it swiftly over her shoulder and slammed the door when she had said “I ...