By Katherine Lin 1 I am standing in the middle of a clearing. I am alone. The trees around me are silent. I think they are cold. I am cold too. My coat is at home, but I do not want to cross the Rhine again. My shoes are still wet; the frayed fabric is bleeding on blankets of red and brown leaves. The sun is bright in my eyes, making it painful to see. It glitters w … [Read more...] about Passage from the Rhineland
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Chasing Bunnies
By Claire Keneally My rabbit Ginger was wild when I found her, one eyed, in the yard behind my piano teacher's house. She came home, stitched, to slide on the staccato tiles beneath my father's bed where she played until one day, Ginger and I found women with long hair, and short hair, as short as Ginger's, and no hair, like me. They hid, under … [Read more...] about Chasing Bunnies