For every word that describes someone, there is an opposite. How do you describe yourself?
What would happen if a wolf stumbled across a box of balls in the forest?
Over a year ago, I sat in this classroom, waiting for my friends and the professor. A semester after that, a prompt in another class allowed me to capture the feeling of waiting.
This is a short piece I wrote about a year ago about the heat of Arizona.
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