Name

I gave my name as “Name” today for my lunch order…Yep. But then I remembered my real name, so here goes: Katie Not Katherine. Not Katelyn. Not Greg. No Middle Name My mom knew at my birth that a middle name was unnecessary, because I’d never get in trouble. Either that or she couldn’t top

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Food Cubby

They were the most brilliant minds that had ever stumbled across that threshold. The bottom floor of the Hazy Building of Dixie State College housed the mega-nerds. The ones efficient-izing our world using numbers, letters, and various symbols to advance technology as we know it; staring at screens, clicking their keyboards, and pausing every now

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27

This is the year. 27 is my lucky number. Why 27? I trace it back to that monumental event where all lucky numbers are born. — soccer jerseys. In my case, the last soccer jersey. The one no one else wanted. That is, until the star player forgot hers on a bus trip and borrowed

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Benefits of having a bum for a wing-man

Okay, not that ^ kind of “bum”, although this story does involve those two men. That photo is a story for a different day. Proceed. ———————————————————————— It’s my first church dance. The theme is “Hunting season”. An odd, yet fitting theme for a young singles church dance. We were told, if we wish, we can dress accordingly. I arrive

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