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Therapist wanted
“ROOM B 25. THERAPIST WANTED.” The note read.
Therapy Joe knew he could get the job as a therapist; It was in his name after all. -
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The Death March of Autumn
it's 11:20 on a cloudy october night
and the world is falling to my feet.
the world is falling to my feet
as autumn leaves perform their death march to the ground
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The Six Stages of Fall
Opinion written by Whitney Curtis, Williston Central School
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The Messenger
I make a right turn down Condor Avenue with my shoulders held high near my exposed neck and my hands shoved deep into my pockets.
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The Maple
When I was growing up, I lived in a state of confusion. The state that I lived in had autumn, like all the rest, but never seemed to know it; that, in turn, confused me.
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Fall is Something of Change
My friend mentioned she was sad to see the leaves drop. She said this as if the shedding oak trees were a disgrace to her. As if their nakedness wasn’t breathtaking in the eyes of an artist.
