LindsayB

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"Let It Be"

by LindsayB

You’re sitting on the floor of your best friend’s bedroom. Minutes before, you were both dancing around her basement, choreographing her performance for the school talent show. “Let it Be” by the Beatles, a classic. She had never be...

3 Likes | 3 comments | 300 views | Realistic Fiction | December 8, 2017

"You’re Never Too Sexy for a Condom"

by LindsayB

Have you ever thought to yourself, “Man, I wish there was a way for me to have sex without worrying about getting pregnant”? Well congratulations, there is! Birth control has been a safe and effective way of preventing pregnancy...

2 Likes | 1 comment | 407 views | Essays | September 11, 2017

"It Takes Two to Tango: What to do When Your Sex Drives Don’t Line Up"

by LindsayB

Sex is fun, and it feels good. It’s a crucial part of any successful relationship, and just as important as communication or trust. Being sexually incompatible is difficult to overcome, not only because someone is inevitably going to be...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 397 views | Essays | September 11, 2017

"The 4 Most Common Mistakes that College Freshmen Make"

by LindsayB

Everyone says college is an adjustment, and whether it’s regarding the schoolwork, living away from your parents or the new social dynamic, everyone struggles when they’re a freshman, at least a little bit. As a rising senior, I’d li...

2 Likes | 1 comment | 353 views | Essays | September 11, 2017

"4 Drinking Games to Spice Up Your Weekend"

by LindsayB

After a long week of studying for exams, writing countless essays or procrastinating by watching Netflix, it’s finally Friday night. As usual, the beer is flowing, the liquor is cheap and you’re ready to blow off some steam with your f...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 349 views | Essays | September 11, 2017

"What to do when You Hate Your Partner’s Friend"

by LindsayB

I admit it: I’m a serial monogamist. From age fourteen, I jumped from one long-term relationship to another, with little time spent being single. These rela...

1 Like | 1 comment | 382 views | Essays | September 11, 2017

"Work Hard, Play Hard: How to Deal With the Fallout of Your Work Relationship"

by LindsayB

It’s your first day of work, and you’re a little nervous that you won’t fit in . You have short conversations with everyone, trying to find out who will help you pass the monotonous days of catering to the public. Your coworkers are...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 386 views | Essays | September 11, 2017

"What to Wear and Prepare for Your First Job Interview"

by LindsayB

Your first interview is a rite of passage, but it’s not one that everyone enjoys. When I was seventeen, I was faced with my first interview, and I got my first job at a local cheesesteak shop. I had applied to ten other part-time jobs, b...

1 Like | 1 comment | 413 views | Essays | September 11, 2017

"The 7 Biggest Misconceptions of Deaf Culture"

by LindsayB

On the first day of my American Sign Language class, my deaf professor asked the class if anyone had ever met a deaf person before. Two or three students raised their hands, saying they had a deaf cousin, or a deaf friend of a friend. I th...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 396 views | Essays | September 11, 2017

"The Five Stages of Modern Dating"

by LindsayB

So, you meet a guy or girl who you really like; whether it’s from a class, a party, or Tinder—it doesn’t matter. Bottom line, you definitely want more than a friendship with them, and it seems like they do, too… But you can’t just...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 436 views | Essays | September 11, 2017

"The Pros and Cons of Having Small Boobs"

by LindsayB

Are small boobs a blessing or a curse? Maybe a little bit of both. Women come in all shapes and sizes, and so do their boobs. Even though there’s some downsides to being a little less endowed, there’s plenty of reasons to embrace it, to...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 357 views | Essays | September 11, 2017

"What to do if Your Friends Hate Your Boyfriend"

by LindsayB

We all know what it’s like to fall head over heels for someone, to be so infatuated with them that you don’t know which way is up and which way is down. It’s exciting and nerve-wracking and a teeny bit intoxicating. But what happens w...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 382 views | Essays | September 11, 2017

"Facial Tissue"

by LindsayB

Made in the USA With Domestic and Imported materials Not recommended for cleaning eye glasses Sustainable Forestry Initiative Certified Sourcing Cartons are made from 100% recycled paperboard Lotio...

1 Like | 1 comment | 602 views | Poetry | September 11, 2017

"Lazilosis: Simple Mental Disorder, or Deadly Physical Disease?"

by LindsayB

Throughout history, laziness has been a cause for great failures. Napoleon: too lazy too grow taller. NASA: only sending humans as far as the moon. The Mayans: only creating a calendar recording up to the year 2012. George Bush: creating on...

1 Like | 0 comment | 396 views | Humor | September 11, 2017

"Deathday Party (Pt. 4)"

by LindsayB

An hour later, all of the guests are standing around the King-sized bed in the gathering room. Grandma and Grandpa are lying in the bed on their backs, she in a silk nightgown, and he in a black suit with a bright orange tie. I’m not surp...

1 Like | 1 comment | 176 views | Science Fiction | September 11, 2017

"Deathday Party (Pt. 3)"

by LindsayB

That Saturday we pull up to The Grand Jury just as the sun was beginning to set. This is where most people host their deathday parties, partly because of tradition, and partly because it’s the only building in town that has a ceiling made...

1 Like | 0 comment | 169 views | Science Fiction | September 11, 2017

"Deathday Party (Pt. 2)"

by LindsayB

When I get home that evening, my parents sit Dana and me down and explain to use that Grandma and Grandpa have, again, decided to kill themselves. They talk to us like we’re five, like we don’t know what choosing death means, and explai...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 178 views | Science Fiction | September 11, 2017

"Happy Deathday (Pt 1)"

by LindsayB

“Grandma and Grandpa are dying on Saturday. Mom wants us to bring dessert.” My sister Dana crosses her arms on the reception desk. I pull the patient forms out from under her and place them to the side so Mark Schwartz Center for Pl...

1 Like | 0 comment | 201 views | Science Fiction | September 11, 2017

"Bedtime"

by LindsayB

Dripping flower Petals on a Rainy day Crimson streaks of vital life A flicker Of life from a Dying Lamp Mr., please may I Go to bed?...

1 Like | 1 comment | 589 views | Poetry | September 11, 2017

"My Church"

by LindsayB

Right now it is a gorgeously bright Sunday morning. The air is warm and inviting. You step outside and are immediately overwhelmed by the accent of summer. The dew has yet to dry on the grass, so it glistens gaily as the sun's rays hit it a...

2 Likes | 2 comments | 273 views | Prose | September 3, 2017

"Goodnight"

by LindsayB

The sun lumbers over the grey horizon, and dull beams of sunlight permeate through the windows. Tiny dust particles sworn each other in the sun's rays, but once a cloud comes and snuffs out the light, the dust is snuffed out with it. Dry ha...

1 Like | 1 comment | 470 views | Realistic Fiction | September 3, 2017

"(Pt. 2) Sorry I’m Late, I…"

by LindsayB

was hangry didn't take my meds had to poop thought I was being funny didn't know you'd get mad didn't have my coffee yet had nothing to wear asked my boyfriend and he said no have other plans was refusing my vaccinations changed m...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 234 views | Prose | September 3, 2017

"Sorry I’m Late, I…"

by LindsayB

didn't hear my alarm go off set my alarm for PM instead of AM was sleeping forget didn't get your text suck as a person asked my mom and she said I couldn't go have to pick up my aunt's cousin's sister-in-law's ex-wife from the airpo...

1 Like | 1 comment | 280 views | Prose | September 3, 2017

"The Package"

by LindsayB

The handwriting on the note looked strangely familiar. The words were written in neat cursive, each letter slanted slightly to the right. Her "i's" and "j's" were dotted with petite open circles. Alex thought he could smell the faint scent...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 457 views | Realistic Fiction | September 3, 2017

"Bad Days"

by LindsayB

Sometimes I have really bad days. I just wake up and I can feel all this pressure mounting on top of me. And it's so hard to breathe. It's like trying to inflate and deflate a balloon over and over again. There's nothing on the inside excep...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 486 views | Realistic Fiction | September 3, 2017

"Best Friend"

by LindsayB

Remember when we talked all the time? When we told our stupid jokes and spoke in rhyme? The laughs we shared and all the good times we had, Even the ones that got REALLY bad? At one point I was your number one, Your go to girl whenever lif...

1 Like | 1 comment | 631 views | Poetry | September 3, 2017

"The Red Truck"

by LindsayB

Usually when you think of camping you’d think of pitching a tent, building a campfire, and eating s’mores while telling ghost stories with your friends. Maybe you simply remember enjoying the fresh air and the endless myriad of stars in...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 381 views | Narrative Nonfiction | September 3, 2017

"Losers"

by LindsayB

I'm going to write a new story. One with pretty words and happy endings. It'll be about my old friends-how we laughed and smiled and felt like everything was okay when we were together. I'll write about all our inside jokes and our games, a...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 463 views | Realistic Fiction | September 3, 2017

"An Excerpt from a 15-Year-Old’s Diary"

by LindsayB

Today is the first day I went on my ex-boyfriend's profile on Facebook in months. You see, we had a really bad break up. It was the first week of the new school year, and we had no classes together, nothing even near each other. So I never...

2 Likes | 0 comment | 439 views | Realistic Fiction | September 3, 2017

"Living"

by LindsayB

Tepid water running slick, Brown liquid down my throat so quick. In my chair I sit my ass, Watching seconds tick tock pass. The remote I tap in rhythmic time, Colors flashing, pay no mind. I rub my feet, callou...

1 Like | 1 comment | 814 views | Poetry | September 1, 2017

"A City of Angels"

by LindsayB

The wind beat against the skyscrapers with ferocious malice, howling like a wolf at the midnight moon. It whipped through the narrow streets, unforgiving, creating a growing vortex of litter and grit that suck...

2 Likes | 0 comment | 471 views | Realistic Fiction | August 18, 2017

"My Hummingbird"

by LindsayB

Distant memories are nothing more, Than what we see their name entails. They are something that can never recur, An old flame that could dryly burn out. An action marked with new symbols and blight, Replace the figurines of childish mirth...

1 Like | 0 comment | 589 views | Poetry | August 9, 2017

"Left to Dry"

by LindsayB

The air is dry, empty. It's neither cold nor hot. There is no wind, no breeze of any kind. The leaves do not rustle; there are no birds chirping. Everything is eerily still. The concrete pathway is smooth and crack-less, clear of any debris...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 465 views | Realistic Fiction | August 9, 2017

"Mommy, Are You Proud of Me?"

by LindsayB

Mommy, are you proud of me? Did you see what I did today? I got up and took my life back, And started to do things my way. You were right when you said I let people control me, That I shouldn't act so sensitive And wear my heart on my slee...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 72 views | | August 9, 2017

"Refrigerator"

by LindsayB

Refrigerator Nom nom nom nom nom nom nom Refrigerator...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 630 views | Poetry | August 9, 2017

"A Father’s Daughter"

by LindsayB

Mother May I Come inside? I promise not To run or hide Nor shriek or scream Or shout or yell I'll be your perfect Angel Bell. Speak now for I Am on my knees. Mother look I'm begging, please. I don't want much, I won't s...

1 Like | 0 comment | 637 views | Poetry | August 9, 2017

"Amera Cadora Mezome"

by LindsayB

My name is Amera Cadora Mezome. My middle name was my grandmother’s, and because of that I’m the only grandchild who made it into her will. So props to my parents for their keen foresight. Currently I’m an English Writing major thinki...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 429 views | Realistic Fiction | August 8, 2017

"Surprise"

by LindsayB

I’m about to unlock the door to my apartment when my roommate—red faced, wild haired— comes flying out the door and slams it shut behind her. “Hey! What are you doing here? You weren’t supposed to be home for another hour,” Ama...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 429 views | Realistic Fiction | August 8, 2017

"Lap"

by LindsayB

They’ve gotten Lap drunk again. He’s huddled in the kitchen corner, a red solo cup clutched in his hand, his head rolling around on his neck like a bowling ball hot glued to a stick. Every few seconds a low moan escapes his lips, and li...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 511 views | Realistic Fiction | August 8, 2017

"Reconsideration of an Idea"

by LindsayB

When I was starting middle school, my mom sat me down to talk about discrimination, which was an odd conversation for a white, heterosexual preteen girl who’s lived in an all-white neighborhood and who went to a predominantly white, all-g...

1 Like | 0 comment | 210 views | Autobiography | August 8, 2017