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Cole Smith

Choosing Love

One of my friends from our nine-member graduating class calls once a year. He’s one of the most motivated people I know. In fact, some of the rest of us nicknamed him ‘Guru’. Neither he nor I are very good at small talk, so this yearly call tends to be a three-hour soul purge of…

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Desert Wandering

The air shimmered above the sand, radiating heat. Hillside after hillside of sage brush and twisted pinion pines curved against the horizon, each identical to the others. I could feel the sun blistering my helmet. Far below, the town gleamed like a pendant strung on the shining river that wound through the valley. Technically, I…

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In The Dark

Cole Smith

When I was little, I used to scare myself. I’d lie on the top bunk bed in the murky darkness of my bedroom and see faces form in the folds of the curtains. In the soft glow of a weak nightlight, my imagination would break away with those flouncy waves of fabric. My younger brother…

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