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Writing

Little Red

By Ada Heller

Let’s make one thing clear:

there wasn’t a big bad wolf.

Not in my story.

There was no screaming

and running of little girls.

This is an old story;

One where

the structure of power

that had devoured


Universe

By Weston Franklin

The Universe

A place made of solar systems, stars, and planets.

To me,

Is just a fading reality.

A dream someone dreamed last night.

A dying star of happiness that is my heart.

A town of my dreams,

By the sea,