Category: QSL
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AN OPEN LETTER TO THE STARBUCKS BARISTA WHO GAVE ME FREE COFFEE
Dear Paul, I want to start off by apologizing. I never asked what your name was, even though you asked for mine, so for the longest time I tried to guess. I settled on Steve. You kind of looked like a Steve, but Paul is a nice name too. I…
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MY INHERITANCE
by Maddy McLean A normal human heart is defined as an organ that pumps blood throughout the body. It has four chambers: two upper chambers, called the atria, and two lower ones, called the ventricles. Together, they beat in the most beautiful, succinct pattern you could ever imagine. My mother’s…
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KNIFE
by: Dakotah Patnode All I remember thinking: Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. If I don’t do it, I’m going to die. I have to do it. I have to do it. There was a quick moment of relief as I…
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SUMMER IN THE CITY
When people ask about your summer, you remain tight-lipped. You don’t want to talk about those first few sleepless nights in your pristine apartment, the days spent inventorying your clothing and the kitchenware your mother so painstakingly stacked in the stark white cabinets. Or how you would have Your Boyfriend…
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An Open Letter To My High School English Teacher
By: Rachel Craig I want to tell you a lot of things. Firstly, I want to thank you for teaching me how to write. That was very considerate of you, to donate your knowledge to a bunch of arrogant kids who took AP classes simply for the bragging rights and…
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Skybox Theatre, Minneapolis, Minnesota
Dress rehearsals are never the easy ones. Stop, start; stop. Start. Miss a cross; shake it off. Miss a line; pretend it didn’t happen. Don’t go back, don’t falter, remember your lines, ignore the lights, and ignore other people’s mistakes. Focus. Rock, Speak, stand, cross stage left, Speak, stop.…
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