CREATIVE WRITING
at the Ruth Asawa School of the Arts in San Francisco
Welcome! CW develops the art and craft of creative writing through instruction, collaboration, and respect. This blog showcases STUDENT WRITING and how to APPLY to Creative Writing.
Category: SOTA
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by Amelia Williams (’13) From the Sarah Fontaine Unit I’m too lenient with my first drafts; I like my first drafts. (That opening sentence was a first draft; the semicolon was a later edit. I quite like it.) I churn something out, because I write in sittings. I am rarely stringing little scribbles and images…
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by Noa Mendoza (’16) Three A.M: The microwave buzzes and Rory wipes a piece of lint off of his ironic Christmas sweater. He rests his head briefly against the crumbling cabinet wood, and then lifts his fist to punch the microwave door several times before it squeaks open with an exhausted groan. He stirs the…
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by Lizzie Kroner (’14) From the Truong Tran The semblance of my childhood composed of: 1. Broken hieroglyphs bracelet 2. Carved wooden music box 3. Monogrammed brush 4. Gold bear pendant 5. Glitter mask 6. Pink suede diary each without a time, date (to mark a reason why) Only the decayed pieces of days …
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by Abigail Schott-Rosenfield (’14) Birds ring the frame where the ceiling used to be. They stare, they dip their beaks into the empty cabin: the indented seat, the floor covered in gray prints. He worked alone— stepped hard and emerged often, removing rocks and other hard things. Break it up, break it up. Others will…
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by Olivia Weaver (’16) From the Sarah Fontaine Unit There is no way to write. It happens. Usually, at the most inconvenient of times. Perhaps you are listening to your classmates do speed-reads as you prepare for your show that’s on tomorrow and some hidden dam breaks inside of your head and the words are…
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by Giorgia Peckman (’14) From the Sarah Fontaine Unit “And that’s what I saw when I looked out the window that day. All these words were living.” — Eileen Myles Frances said, “I want to be God/Bring me good news.” That is the role I possess, desire and aspire to as a writer— possibly not…
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by Colin Yap (’16) From the Sarah Fontaine Unit In the middle of the ocean, on a circle of land jutting from the blue haze of sea, lies an island. In the center is a city of glass and steel, resting upon fields of concrete. Vertical shafts of glass and metal extend from the ground…
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by Avi Hoen (’15) From the Sarah Fontaine Unit The world is stupid. No it’s not. Well it kind of is. It sucks sometimes. When you’re on top of it, it feels awesome. Not awesome as in “new pair of shades,” but awesome as in, “a bird just gave birth to an elephant.” That kind…
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by Hazel Mankin (’13 ) From the Truong Tran Unit My goodness Look at you Honey, you’re looking so sweet there In your thin summer dress I just want to wrap my arms around you And gouge your spine right out of your back Darling, I’ve never wanted so badly to Peel back a person’s skin…
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by Luca Foggini (’16) From the Sarah Fontaine Unit One fine morning in the Orion Arm of the Milky Way Galaxy, a small blue speck swirled with all the bearings of life. It had on it that elusive combination of hydrogen and oxygen, one that brought about the stirrings of protoplasmic sea-life, spineless, half-alive sludge…
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