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Welcome to Impact's latest showcase of creative writing! These three beautiful pieces were submitted by our writers over the summer. ...
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If you go down to the woods today, you may find a stranger on a dark and winding path. I did once, when I ventured into the black pines. He stood like a shadow and when he moved, he was the shifting ebony of a dilated pupil. He was...
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Frankie once again whisks us away to a fairytale world in his latest Christmas tale… In Winter, the call of the bells hound the Orphan Girl as she passes through the flurrying snow. In her rags she is a mere part of the landscape, a muddy blot gone unnoticed...
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Saxophone sirens in dissonant symphony with horn blare of hurtling hornet blur taxi cabs, streets speckled with spectators come to watch the world burn in the embers of their cigarette butts. You stand alone, still, aside from the lurch in your stomach at each fresh cacophony and jostle...