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: Student Writing
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by Molly (’15) As all of you have no doubt heard, Abigail has stepped down from her duties as Closet Queen. I, as her successor, would like to thank the public for electing me to this vital role in Creative Writing society. Those of you who are familiar with Closet Queen duties know how highly…
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Lately I’ve been pondering war. They’re political, they hurt like hell to think about– I’ve carried this morbid fascination with the topic since Modern World last year. That’s probably where this got started, learning about World War One and reading All Quiet On The Western Front. WWI was the last of the Romantic wars, trench…
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by Mykel (’14) I’ve always been an obsessive person. I move through intense phases where I read everything I can on a particular subject. I cycle through periods of enthusiasm: eras of history, TV shows, foods, philosophies, and musicians have all had their turn in the spotlight… I always have the urge to share my…
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by Hazel (’13) It seems that kids are supposed to know what they want to do with their lives at younger and younger ages. Anyone who is in school right now (and possibly others, though I can’t speak for them) will probably know what I’m talking about. The thing is, it’s so accepted that it’s…
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by Giorgia (’14) I dragged Abigail up top to Mollie Stones with me last week, with the promise of a pompelmo San Pellegrino soda, because I wanted company and she was thirsty. (Now, you see, Abigail and I have a very unique kind of relationship where I wipe flour on her shirt and call her…
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by Abigail (’14) Frances and I recently went to another Carville Annex reading. (This time it was at the Carville Annex building in the Sunset, not in a forest glen.) The reading was a lecture given by Molly Prentiss, “non-famous famous person” from Brooklyn, on– quoting “aspirational objects…commercial tactics…and reasons why stories will not die.”…
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the sky smells pink and hard when i walk through it in the mornings the sulfuric dusts the dawn a fruit-bowl full rosy belly bent backwards that loud gray groan inside the skin pierced and peeling like a salty apple swollen hot choleric elderly clouds left over damp winds scraggle across dimly like some stale…
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We grab the black binoculars With the thick black strap And the book about constellations And a beach towel We get into the car Sit in the leather seats, And you drive as I gaze out the window At the city lights And up at the starless purple sky, That reflects the city lights back.…
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Pellucid winters show the raw brush, Raw proof of an earlier time. You wait, you wait. The chalky dust is cold. There is no snow to take the edge Off the dry log. You sit. The well-water Is black, the rope is clasped By what flowed through its fibers. The water is black. It will…
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