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Madeline McDonald Jesse Miller WRT 342 November 20th 2023 How to Expect the Unexpected There is the common understanding of a student being anxious about utilizing a tutor, but the nerves that the tutor themselves may feel are not always equally acknowledged. It’s easy to view a tutor as the one who is supposed to …
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Poem 14: Ursidae Carnivorous mammals known to own the wood Growling and prowling as they stalk their prey They bring fright to those who see them, but are they misunderstood? Only out in the warmer months, once winter comes they go away Most of their diet comes from insects and plants Yet the sight of …
Poem 13: To the messy eaters, letter M Munching at the dining room table Crumbs falling merrily from their open mouth chewing Hands too greasy, so they use the back of their arms to wipe residue off their lips Enjoying the meal exactly how it’s meant to be enjoyed Miraculously and messily. I appreciate the …
Poem 12: Suppose I decided that I didn’t want to go to college. Felt that school wasn’t my thing. That I already knew all the people that I wanted to know, And was looking to get a job, Looking to make money, Looking to grow up faster. Suppose I did decide to go to college, …
Poem 11: Looking in the mirror Two heads of thick brown hair Brushed, styled, textured. Two sets of deep dark eyes Tired, misty, watchful. Two identical laughs fill a room Brought out by a joke that wasn’t all that funny. It wasn’t always easy As two things so similar don’t always connect. But in a …
Poem 10: Breakfast for two The hum of the fridge in a dimly lit kitchen Pulling the handle and being greeted with a rush of cold air Grabbing the eggs, the milk, the fruit Tired eyes beginning to wake up Morning smells fill the air As eggs are cracked into the pan You notice the …
Poem 9: Mind over matter Friends come and go like leaves on the trees But the memories always stay Aging family members once alive with stories Become files shelved away in our minds Now the sun sinks low and darkness fills a room And open eyes blink at the popcorn ceiling A restless mind whirs …
Poem 6: The freedom of being alone In a world so big and vast Its funny to see people partner up As if they were perfectly made just for each other Although nothing is quite that simple It’s a long sunny day, checking your phone not even once It’s taking the long way home to …
