Author: SOTA Creative Writing
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I learned about this event from FunCheapSF: The Lit Slam: Page Meets Stage Poetry | SF Every third Monday of the month The Lit Slam is a monthly, live performance-based poetry anthology that tries to find find the best art at the intersection of page and stage, mixing local and national touring poets. Every third Monday, editors are chosen at…
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A literary party not to be missed!
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Inspired by the tireless effort of Jules Cunningham in convincing freshman that math class is really not a big deal, and itching to create something new for the website, the CW Blog Team presents to you “You Don’t Have To Go To Math Class: A CW Short.” It will be the effort of the team…
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by Avi (’15) As the school dwindles to the last weeks, I can sense a feeling of despair in the eyes of my classmates. It’s funny how when the end is so close, it seems so far away. With this despair can come the lack of enthusiasm, or the feeling that “class doesn’t matter anymore,…
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by Noa (’16) Like all things, both good and bad, The Office– NBC’s hit mockumentary about office workers at the paper company, Dunder Mifflin, in Scranton, Pensylvania– is coming to an end. I, like many other TV watchers, am sad to see it go. Had you asked me a week ago if I would miss The Office, my…
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by Sabrina Brady
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by Abigail (’14) On Friday the third, Umläut had a successful (and profitable) release party for the 2014 issue, dubbed Plastic Knives! We pity everyone who wasn’t there, and we’re sure those who came didn’t regret spending the night before Prom with us. While the prime attraction was, obviously, this year’s Umläut— as professional and…
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by Molly (’15) I have a crush on Flannery O’Connor. No, not that kind of crush. A literary crush. We all have one, right? That one particular author who makes us so excited we could kiss the book, or whose sentence structure makes us melt a little inside? Even though literary crushes are common, people…
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Congratulations to Maya Litauer (’15) for her publication in the About Place Journal: Visceral I am a soft body, wrap me in your glowing shroud and watch me sing. Bathe me in your salty sweat as we fade into the forest of skin. Our edges are sunset, out roots and our branches connect what we…
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by Mykel (’14) There’s a feeling I like to call “end of the year nihilism,” and it’s pretty much exactly what it sounds like. For someone as lazy and evasive as yours truly, heaps of final projects and tests often result in what the experts like to call a “fuck-it-all coma.” I’m trying to avoid…
