| yay! beebe got into berkeley!! yay! jock it. |
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| SUBMIT THINGS, NOW!
WESTVIEW STUDENTS:
SUBMIT YOUR WRITING & ART TO WESTVIEW'S FIRST LITERARY MAGAZINE
You may submit:
POEMS
SHORT PROSE
ART
SKETCHES
& PHOTOGRAPHY
Try us.
PLEASE SUBMIT WORK TO:
SPUNGOLDISH@GMAIL.COM
If you need us to scan/photograph artwork e-mail us your contact information.
It'll look nice we promise ;)
You can not submit anonymously, and not all work submitted can be published due to limited space. Editors may ask you to cut due to space if your work is accepted. All work will be credited to you.
Submit anything.
Dare us to publish it.
-Creative Writing Club |
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| sat by the road close to the
sky could
touch the clouds and eat the
sun, my mouth was that
close. The passing shadow
cast weightless over the
ground, I sat and
found only
vibrancy of sound and
leaves falling, blue openness of
the life, ripeness of your
mouth. The whole world slowed
down the clock went by
honey off a spoon into
my cup and yours, green tea
living |
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| Here's a post for beebe..
so she'll talk to me.
hello, it's saturday and
it's tired. this is an ode to art history (at least
the nike of samothrace is)
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| i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
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