By Elizabeth Noel I’m sorry. I’m sorry I don’t know if fight or flight should be my response. I’m sorry Arizona fits my taste, instead of Daniel, which others prefer. I’m sorry for acknowledging you when others drew shades across their face. I’m sorry for the compliment when an insult was warranted. I’m sorry for […]
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Fiction Issue: Your Hand
By M.S. Patton A movie theater has 25 rows of seats with 20 seats in each row. If a movie is 121 minutes long and that guy just dodged the bullets of 20 bad guys why are your hands on my chest and that guy is gonna die oh he survived and your hands are […]