Tag Archives: High School

Reflections of an Irish Car Bombing- Part I: Friday, Sept. 18th 2015

Barker Auto isn’t one of the better car dealerships in Greenville. In fact, like the Waffle House on Front Street responsible for last year’s E.coli outbreak, it has a reputation. After several complaints to the Better Business Bureau and a … Continue reading

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Stars- Part II: Wednesday, Sept. 16, 2015

“Do you think you’ll stick with it for the year?” I ask tentatively, looking at Pen’s scuffed boots. It’s a tossup, a fifty-cent piece with handsome J. Kennedy pressed on one side, and the bald eagle stamped flat on the … Continue reading

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Stars- Part I: Wednesday, Sept. 16th 2015

“God, they’re terrible!” Maxwell grunts, wiping sweat from his forehead. He looks disgusted, tired, as if he’d been adrift in the South Pacific for a month and is contemplating eating his toes. “They make me want to f****** kill myself. … Continue reading

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Moth-er, Mother, MoTHER: Friday September 4th, 2015

moth-er NOUN a woman in relation to a child or children to whom she has given birth. synonyms: female parent, materfamilias, matriarch, mom, mommy, ma, mama. vulgar slang NORTH AMERICA: short for motherf***** “I love your house Mrs. Nolan, the … Continue reading

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Mornings with Freud: Thursday August 27th, 2015.

“Do you see that?” Mrs. Jane asks. She’s eyeing a couple of ninth graders near the snack machines, an above it all pair indifferent to the swarm of kids around them. “Watch the way she tilts her head to the right, leans in a little too close, laughs … Continue reading

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Ping: Friday, August 7th 2015.

“Look at her, like a f***ing butterfly.” Pen’s verbs, nouns, and adjectives are like the serrations of a steak knife. I follow her gaze and find Sarah Glosterfield standing across the lunchroom, smiling, her arms drapped over the shoulders of a toned … Continue reading

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The Show Goes On: Friday July 24, 2015

“You have to have done more than just see your grandfather.” Grace says. She’s scrolling through her phone’s camera options, deciding which will be best for a zoom shot. Her prey is the West Greenville High School marching band practicing … Continue reading

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