Nonfiction

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i dluow eb os yppah 

              

Once upon a time, something very important happened. Are you wondering what happened thats so important. Well if you must know then here you go. The important thing is that my Mom and Dad got married.

A do-over

I noticed today
how to lock
the doors in my math class
in case someone
decides
to bring a gun 
to
school.




 

There was never a time where I would figure out the song before you. By the time I had figured out the genre you had the entire bass chord progression analysed. A constant competition, one that drove everyone else insane.

 My cat has a spirit inside of him, and that spirit is wild. I can imagine my cat crouching in the African grass with the rest of his pride. He’s looking out at a zebra. Like a lion, his long mane flowing in the wind.

When I meditated, I thought about when I met my nephew for the first time. It was when I was 10 years old.  When he was born I had an appointment with a doctor so I got to go see him when I was done. He was very tiny.

When I closed my eyes I couldn’t see anything, Shocking I know. But it was weird, usually when I close my eyes I can think up an image or movie in my head. But when we did a meditation In class I couldn’t think of anything.

I sit in the silence, 
windows open 
wind blowing gently,
And try not to think. 
But the music, the music, the music
No. 
I imagine the silence, 
refuse to listen to my own mind. 

Saturday, Dec. 14 at 7:30pm
Black Box Theatre, Main Street Landing, Burlington, VT

Sweet Silence of Winter
By Noell Koslowsky
Age 15
Wells River, VT
 
Winter is about the simple things:
 

my little cousin was finding it hard to get to sleep this evening, so I created a story/guided adventure for her so she could. (and so I could too) it worked amazingly well.