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									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong><a href="https://storyembers.org/?p=160855" rel="nofollow ugc">Our Final Chapter</a></strong><a href="https://storyembers.org/?p=160855" rel="nofollow ugc"><img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2025/11/IMG_5532.jpeg" /></a> Dear Story Embers Community,    After much thought and prayer, we’ve decided that Story Embers will be closing its doors. This has been a difficult c <a href="https://storyembers.org/?p=160855" rel="nofollow ugc"><span>[&hellip;]</span></a></p>
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									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Laurel Wood<br />
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I wake to the taste of saltwater on my tongue and throbbing behind my eyes. Heat sears my back as I bob in turquoise waves. Below and around me float crates imprinted with Japanese symbols, [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/10/Memory-knife.jpeg" /></p>
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The desert is no place for a guilty conscience. The silence eats at sinners until they’re small enough and broken enough to be swallowed whole.<br />
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									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Mackenzie Nicole <br />
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Wine in hand, I stepped into the scalding shower without checking the temperature. The sensation offered a brief reprieve from the ache in my heart. I stumbled on a leftover sliver of a s [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/03/80160146-E9DD-495A-8FFA-29061E90B9A9.jpeg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 23 Jun 2022 14:00:51 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Allie Robyn<br />
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We stopped at the teashop on Madison Street.<br />
Abstract renditions of flowers hung from the walls.<br />
A case displayed little pastries, perfect and neat.<br />
The worker behind the counter gave us a [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/06/The-teashop-on-Madison-street-2.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2022 14:00:23 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Emily Waldorf<br />
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Recently I had a dream;<br />
Creeping and stealthy, it quietly came.<br />
The pictures I saw were dull and blurred,<br />
But the air about me with voices stirred.<br />
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				<pubDate>Thu, 19 May 2022 14:00:20 -0400</pubDate>

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I walk the length of another road,<br />
but endless paths branch from it<br />
in every direction.<br />
The journey was arduous<br />
but rewarding<br />
in strengthening me<br />
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				<pubDate>Mon, 02 May 2022 14:00:23 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Claire Tucker<br />
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Every moment in every story makes a promise: the conversation, decision, or setting that the author is focusing on holds significance, whether immediately or in a future chapter. As a reader, [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/05/Character-consequences.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2022 14:00:11 -0400</pubDate>

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The phenomenon first happened when I was seven years old.<br />
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Mud caked my pants and the tip of my nose as I stirred an earthy concoction with a stick. “Leaves!” I commanded, my hand outst [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/04/Yesterdays-Self-1.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2022 14:00:30 -0400</pubDate>

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When I was nine years old, I became the dictator of a sprawling, shape-shifting land called Fiction, and my political party consisted of myself, a few other students in our homeschool co-op [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/04/How-writing-nonfiction-sharpened-my-fiction.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2022 14:00:32 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Sarah Wiens<br />
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Dedicated to the Sidwell family, in memory of Wynn, my childhood playmate.<br />
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You asked me if I believe. I’m not sure<br />
After all my sister and I have endured.<br />
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				<pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2022 14:00:14 -0400</pubDate>

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<p>“The hero sobbed piteously over the corpse of her mentor, swearing to avenge him. After an hour of weeping, she wiped her eyes and returned to saving the world, setting her sadness aside un [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/03/6-Tips-for-Writing-Grief-Realistically.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2022 14:00:06 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Emily Waldorf<br />
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The sunlit world is all aglow<br />
While shafts of golden brightness find<br />
The dust of diamonds on the snow.<br />
But darker seem the lines of shade—<br />
Long lines of shadow on my mind.<br />
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				<pubDate>Thu, 17 Feb 2022 14:00:44 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Joe Bisicchia</p>
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Love begins and never ends.<br />
Love is, with justice never distant,<br />
raveled and unraveled, here, everywhere.<br />
No departed utterance,<br />
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				<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2022 14:00:02 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Al Zapor<br />
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I never meant to bring you along to this cliff,<br />
But still, here we sit, watching the tide roll in.<br />
The sun sets in the vast emptiness, and I wonder if<br />
You know this isn’t a detour, rather, th [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/02/Clifftop.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2022 14:00:51 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Jonathan Babcock<br />
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Your character shivers alone on the shore, her clothes soaked from her boat overturning in the rapids and her backpack drifting somewhere along the river bottom. She spends several minutes [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/01/A-writers-guide-to-realistic-survival-stories.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 10 Jan 2022 14:00:43 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Rachel Leitch<br />
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Mythology influences countless books and movies. At the elementary school where I work, it appears in Rick Riordan’s popular Percy Jackson series, which Christian readers have split op [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/01/Should-Christians-write-fantasy-that-contains-pagan-mythology.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2021 14:00:05 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Sarah Spradlin<br />
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Stories from all over the world hold that wayfarers,<br />
especially sailors,<br />
often got tattoos of swallows.<br />
It was, after all, the swooping swallows<br />
against the blue sky<br />
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				<pubDate>Thu, 02 Dec 2021 14:00:00 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Sarah Spradlin<br />
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After the longest dry season,you pour yourself into the cracks in the clay and your overflowing,lasting long after the clouds have passed us by,is the color green.Hope, after so many days [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/12/Rain.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 18 Nov 2021 14:00:43 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Sarah Spradlin<br />
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Sister, I see your arms are trembling.<br />
Brother, I see your tears,<br />
your stone-set face,<br />
how this fire<br />
rattling in your bones,<br />
shut up no longer,<br />
has burned you in the telling.<br />
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May I [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/10/Prayer-for-the-artist.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 21 Oct 2021 14:00:58 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Dani Renee<br />
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Brown leaves battered Mr. Cotter’s beat-up truck as he pried open its door. He shook his head. How much time had withered since he last drove it? A year. He sighed, remembering the plot he pu [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/10/Simple-dances.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 14 Oct 2021 14:00:03 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Rachel Leitch</p>
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<p>London, 1928</p>
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<p>Mother’s favorite waltz warbled from the corner of the garage. I must have left the phonograph on a few hours ago, before the party. Behind me, the chipped door clo [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/10/The-girl-who-drove-the-getaway-car.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 23 Sep 2021 14:00:45 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Anne of Lothlorien<br />
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Midnight thoughts surround me,<br />
messy and monstrous,<br />
so I tread carefully.<br />
I slip between the forests<br />
built of whispers of words,<br />
searching for possibilities.<br />
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Mostly I choose t [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/09/Midnight-thoughts.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2021 14:00:03 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By E. C. Colton<br />
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I run a race that no one can see,<br />
But too often I lag behind.<br />
I watch the leaves glide on the wind<br />
And wonder what it’s like to bide time.<br />
When I pause to take a breath,<br />
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				<pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2021 14:00:02 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Abbi Langille</p>
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<p>Have you ever been tempted to tear pages from your notebooks, toss the crumpled wads into the trash, and vow to never write again because it isn’t worth your time? Some days, the words re [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/08/Why-you-arent-wasting-your-life-writing-fiction.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2021 14:00:13 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Emily Waldorf<br />
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Earth, an infant of giant size,<br />
Rocked gently by the ocean’s rise; <br />
Calm, unpeopled, its surface lies.<br />
Above are spread the lightening skies<br />
With all the joy of the planets rin [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/08/The-stars-are-singing.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 15 Jul 2021 14:00:05 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Sarah Susanna Rhomberg<br />
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I know his face,<br />
I know his frown,<br />
The man who lives<br />
A few roads down.<br />
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His walk didn’t change,<br />
Though he grew older;<br />
His bent back<br />
And hunched shoulders.<br />
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				<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2021 14:00:20 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Christopher Babcock<br />
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As Jesus walked along, he noticed a man named Matthew sitting at the tax booth; and he said to him, “Follow me. I mean, if you want to. No pressure. And feel free to wrap up the wo [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/06/Why-memorable-writers-need-to-experience-real-adventures.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 07 Jun 2021 14:00:56 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Lori Z. Scott &amp; Allison Raymond<br />
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Editor’s Note: This is the final installment in our three-part series exploring how Christian writers should depict the supernatural. You can read the introductory post h [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/06/3-questions-to-ask-yourself-when-including-angels-and-demons-in-fiction-.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2021 14:00:03 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By K.M. Small<br />
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Madiya would do better on this final day of her existence. No wincing, weeping, or hiding. She would be the solemn, dutiful Lifewarden she always should have been. Beginning now.<br />
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Shadows d [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/Lifewarden.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 13 May 2021 14:00:31 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Krista Lynn Weeks<br />
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If You say I’m Your daughter, why do I<br />
So utterly defenseless seem to be<br />
Against all storms afire in the sky,<br />
Against all hurricanes that stir the sea?<br />
I’m searching for the eye amid [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/If-you-say-Im-your-daughter.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2021 14:00:49 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Natalie Davis<br />
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How like the mountain, confident,<br />
The world around me stands,<br />
Defiant hands upon hips,<br />
Lips issuing demands.<br />
Am I the only shattered soul<br />
Who’s sometimes lost her way?<br />
The only one wi [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/04/A-plea-to-a-cold-world.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2021 14:00:31 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Caleb E. King<br />
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Sometimes I look into my drawer of old sketches,<br />
Take one out, and admire the dark lines and etches.<br />
Memories are recalled, all unique and precious.<br />
 <br />
The deeper I look, the worse the s [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/04/Sketches.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2021 14:00:10 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Libby Powell<br />
 <br />
I took a walk among the forest pines<br />
To be alone, away from all mankind,<br />
To listen to the sound of nothingness,<br />
And leave my doubts and worries far behind.<br />
As I wandered beneath a maple [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/C3068EC6-D986-4DF7-8344-F607F84EDA98.jpeg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2020 14:00:29 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Natalie Davis<br />
 <br />
At dusk the old world lives again<br />
As faeries fill the open air.<br />
The Small Folk come, the world reclaim;<br />
They journey from I know not where.<br />
Ancient secrets spice the wind,<br />
Things [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/12/Evening_song.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2020 14:00:39 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Darlene N. Böcek<br />
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Dec. 24. Victim discovered 3 min. off San Pasqual Valley Road/Highway 78. Mile marker 12. Female. Mid 20s. Face down. Homicide suspected. No attempted burial. Thrown and discarded. D [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/04/Skeleton.jpg" /></p>
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				<link>https://storyembers.org/?p=120388</link>
				<pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2020 14:00:03 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Bethany Fehr<br />
 <br />
Green. Not eaten. Not trampled into the dust. Food, or maybe poison. It didn’t matter which.<br />
 <br />
Prisoner 13358 hadn’t been actively searching for either. If he had, he would have passed over [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/04/Something-Green.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2020 14:00:43 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Zachary Holbrook<br />
 <br />
You pick up a new fantasy novel. The cover is beautiful, the blurb intriguing. You’re eager to be immersed in an intricately crafted world—but after turning several pages, you lose your [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/10/3_ways_to_simplify_confusing_fantasy_worlds.jpg" /></p>
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				<link>https://storyembers.org/?p=117672</link>
				<pubDate>Thu, 20 Aug 2020 14:00:17 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Maegann Stadnick<br />
 <br />
She has a bookshelf for a heart<br />
And a current of ink for veins.<br />
Her skilled insight and works of art<br />
 <br />
Are creativity’s sweet gain.<br />
She’ll write you into her story<br />
With the quick [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/08/The_heart’s_bookshelf.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2020 14:00:45 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Dakota<br />
 <br />
From between dark cedars and whiskered pines, spring steps out.<br />
In the blush of redbud tree&#8217;s purple blooms,<br />
Wildflowers burst forth from hidden winter tombs. <br />
 <br />
Against the backdrop of el [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/08/Redbud_Hills_.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2020 14:00:23 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Emma Starr<br />
 <br />
This is golden day:<br />
a single moment<br />
that lasts for hours.<br />
 <br />
I am standing in this field<br />
of brown, crisp grass and stubborn wildflowers,<br />
where the scent of summer stays.<br />
My feet are r [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/08/Golden_hour.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2020 14:00:50 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Sarah Spradlin<br />
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I feel it,<br />
a certain heaviness in my heart<br />
as I’m making my way home one evening.<br />
Joy and Sorrow are very nearly always together,<br />
are very nearly always mine to hold—<br />
every moun [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/07/Impossibility_of_Joy.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2020 14:00:13 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Brianna Rae<br />
 <br />
The moon burned red in the deep, dark pool.<br />
The stars gazed down in awe<br />
As the maid strode down the ancient path,<br />
Her fate engraved by law.<br />
 <br />
The first to rise in a thousand y [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/06/Her_coronation.jpg" /></p>
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				<link>https://storyembers.org/?p=114252</link>
				<pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2020 14:00:35 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Eliana Duran<br />
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As the old lady sits in her wooden porch chair,<br />
She sews together a blue teddy bear.<br />
For years she’s sat in the shade of the birch,<br />
Sewing a bear for each baby at church.<br />
There aren’t any [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/06/Teddies.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2020 14:00:26 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Clarissa Smith<br />
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Those long miles down old gray roads,<br />
Roller coasters on the way to roller coasters,<br />
Coast to coast, talking in codes,<br />
The leaking pipes, the broken toasters.<br />
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Those moments driving b [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/04/The_Time_Clock.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2020 14:00:53 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Libby Powell<br />
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The forlorn girl looks up with a smileEach time the maple leaves sway with the breeze,Dancing like maidens of scarlet and goldFor the girl at the window who watches the trees,Seeking escape [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/04/Two_Lonely_Souls.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2020 14:00:37 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Gabrielle Pollack &amp; Brianna Storm Hilvety<br />
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Editing is easy to overdo. You open your latest draft to restructure a scene, but as you reread your work to get your bearings, you can’t resist tinkering with a cl [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/04/3_Lies_about_Stylistic_Editing.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2020 14:00:53 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Katelynn Richardson<br />
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So it begins,<br />
the smell of freshly spread paint<br />
mixed with sweet-sticky perspiration.<br />
Tireless preparation.<br />
Scrub the stains, pack what remains, stack boxes in bedrooms,<br />
eat lunch [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://storyembers.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Home.jpg" /></p>
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