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The Door

The door brought with it a bristling Wind, summoning a slight whistle. And I sat and watched, two fingers caught between Worn pages of a chapter. Who knew then what it might have Took to blow those pages shut, never … Continue reading

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The University of Oklahoma’s Racism Problem isn’t about Race

Oklahoma made headlines again and, as you might expect, not for good reasons. A group of SAE fraternity members from the University of Oklahoma were secretly filmed singing a racist chant, proclaiming they would hang an African-American person from a … Continue reading

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Shadow

On a dank evening, while walking a desolate street, I came upon a figure standing in the shadows. “Why are you standing there?” I asked. “I stand here because I am hiding.” Though I did not see him well I … Continue reading

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