Creative Writing Category

The Tree

Tall. Sturdy. Unwavering. Leaves lightly flutter in the wind, as if to reach out for something more, desiring to possess beyond what is already has. Yearning. But then, aren’t trees supposed to be strong and steadfast in their ways? Aren’t its branches standing tall, higher among all of the others? The tallest tree among its kind. […]

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Day Two

Coffee cup

I have reached Day Two off coffee. My head is pounding and I feel extremely spacey. Sleep is knocking but I’m trying to shake it off. I’m pretty sure the coffee pot has started taunting me. I mean, I can just hear it calling out from the break room. But my willpower is strong and […]

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Down the tunnel we go

Prompt: You’re outside cutting your grass when you come across a large hole in the ground. It looks to be some sort of a tunnel to another world. You decide to peek through and see where it leads, only it leads you to a pivotal moment in your past-and the opportunity to change it.  As […]

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New indigenous peoples day challenges the status quo

Back in college, I wrote an article about Indigenous People’s Day. And in honor of Christopher Columbus day, I thought I’d re share it.  Published: May 13, 2014 Last month, a vote passed through the Minneapolis City Council asking for the recognition of Indigenous People’s Day on what is popularly known as Christopher Columbus Day. […]

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Bringing life to a cactus

One thing you should know about writer’s is that they’re great at playing with words. They can make you read an entire story about the most disgusting thing. Or something drearily boring. But with the right adjectives, a writer can make anything sound beautiful. There’s a quote I just love from British author Enid Bagnold: […]

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Consuming Madness

Sometimes I wonder why I write. What’s the point. But then I have to tell myself to take a step back. And then I see the answer. I’m writing for me. If no one ever reads a single word I’ve written, I am still my own audience. The words, trapped inside, floating around in a […]

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A moment with you

My cheek feels warm against your chest as your fingers play with my hair, absently twirling knots. You softly shush in my ear and I feel your breath move against my skin. I reach my hand up, sliding my fingers between yours. We fit perfectly together. Heart flutters. Eyes closed. Cheeks flushed. And I hold […]

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Mel’s Awkward Moments: The Early Days

“Mel, what are you wearing?” Christie, the most popularest girl at school, asked. “A purple tutu.” Mel spun around, pulling the tool out around her. “So why do you have on a pirate hat and an eyepatch?” “Because I’m a ballerina pirate.” “There’s no such thing as a ballerina pirate,” Christie mocked. “And your yellow […]

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It gets better

She looked through the foggy window, pulling her shawl tightly around her shoulders. “There’s nothing we can do today,” she said. “Nothing?” he asked. Her eyelids dropped as she shrugged her shoulders. “Maybe tomorrow,” he said. “Maybe.” He walked up behind her, glancing out the window. “You know it’s all going to be okay, right?” His […]

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Falling

He was falling, but he didn’t feel a thing. Falling, drifting aimlessly through the air, carried by the wind. “Ten thousand three hundred and seventy-six. Ten thousand three hundred and…” Time passed, the memories of standing on the ground long forgotten. What did it feel like to have the world revolve around him? Instead, boy was […]

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