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Hipsters! “We are all the heroes of our own stories.” This is a famous quote, originally stated by writer and critic, Mary McCarthy. Of course, because of its nature and context, it [...]
Written by: Stephen Brown; Mansfield Grey Sara and I made our way down the pyramid as it continued to get darker. The sky kept changing colour from purple-pink, to a blueish-green aura. As [...]
Written by: Adrienne Yeardye; Consciously Woman I got pregnant for the weekend once my body its own knowing In the warmth of the cabin and alone she took me into her arms and I [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman I stole from him. I could make the usual excuses about being poor, but the truth is I am not poor. My parents do very well for [...]
Howdy Hipsters! It’s Movember. Moustaches everywhere, and for a great cause. Let’s riff our creativity over the handle bars! This week, include somewhere in your piece something that [...]
Written by: Leni Sosa; Permanence of Wings “Are you alright.”, she says. It can’t be taken as a question. After all, she knows that I know she really would rather be lied [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman The door to upstairs swung open, “Colleen, Bobby is on the phone for you.” Mom slammed the door shut, shaking the upstairs. “I don’t want to [...]
Written by: Stephen Brown; Mansfield Grey We had been walking for an about twenty minutes, though I had no clue about time anymore. It seemed to always be daylight down here. We hadn’t [...]
Hipsters! As writers, we hold a very special slice of life in our hands – that slice of life where the meaning of life reflects itself – undefined and still wordless – off of [...]
Written by: Stephen Brown; Mansfield Grey Sticks scoured the jail house office for our weaponry, or something we could use. Bronco looked for a radio receiver or device to allow us to hear their [...]