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To: All Faculty and Staff From: Vice President of Human Resources Re: Mandatory COVID-19 #CampusClear Daily Screening   Please complete all of these prompts on a daily basis whether or not you plan on coming to campus, seven days a week, as part of...

Rebecca Chace
10/20/2020
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The Lizard

The lizard was trapped between the glass door and the screen. Its long, crooked body and small head couldn’t hide the sight of my dry backyard. Yet the lizard was all I could see. A lizard, my sole companion in these strange days of isolation and...

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10/13/2020
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  J-U-S-T-I-C-E. I am writing in neon chalk on my driveway as four bare white feet dance in all directions around me. Jonas, three years old and exploding into boyhood, grabs the green chalk and scribbles around my letters. Emet, six, takes the...

Rachel Ketai
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MY CULTURAL APPROPRIATION

I recently saw photos of Instagram influencers who had darkened their faces in a misguided show of solidarity for Black Lives Matter. Their efforts made me cringe and reminded me of a time in my own life when what began as empathy resulted in an...

Deborah A. Lott
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#CampusClear

To: All Faculty and Staff From: Vice President of Human Resources Re: Mandatory COVID-19 #CampusClear Daily Screening   Please complete all of these prompts on a daily basis whether or not you plan on coming to campus, seven days a week, as part of...

Rebecca Chace
FeatureFictionScenes From a Pandemic

The Lizard

The lizard was trapped between the glass door and the screen. Its long, crooked body and small head couldn’t hide the sight of my dry backyard. Yet the lizard was all I could see. A lizard, my sole companion in these strange days of isolation and...

Azarin Sadegh
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Home School

  J-U-S-T-I-C-E. I am writing in neon chalk on my driveway as four bare white feet dance in all directions around me. Jonas, three years old and exploding into boyhood, grabs the green chalk and scribbles around my letters. Emet, six, takes the...

Rachel Ketai
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MY CULTURAL APPROPRIATION

I recently saw photos of Instagram influencers who had darkened their faces in a misguided show of solidarity for Black Lives Matter. Their efforts made me cringe and reminded me of a time in my own life when what began as empathy resulted in an...

Deborah A. Lott
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A Pandemic Letter

  Dear ______________, You stole my thunder, calling. I had been meaning to write. I guess we both felt the lack. Not that anything’s happening. Most seismic events here have been interior. Outwardly: last night I made yellow-rice-and-black...

Thomas Rayfiel
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TO SIRIUS B

  Your sister, the Dog Star, was the brightest. You, the Pup, nobody even saw, until one night in eighteen sixty-two, when a young man with a telescope of his own devise looked up, and there, where the wobble in your sister’s gait suggested you...

Brooks Haxton
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Hi, This Is Your Neighbor

    Attention Volunteers: Due to ____________, we have updated the Get Out the Vote script as follows. Further changes will be uploaded to this site weekly daily hourly on the minute. Please note, we have discontinued secondary primary log...

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