by Dash Owens There once was a great Mall, the largest of its kind, with parking lots the size of football fields and three designated exits on the interstate highway. Within The Mall was a theme park with three roller coasters and a ferris wheel, at the top of which riders glanced the dark upperContinue reading “The Mall”
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Detroit Feral Cats
by Dash Owens Kai shuffled towards the red and yellow lights. It was a dark and cold late November evening. Kai had forgotten his heavier jacket on his bed in the rush to leave the house. There was an uncanny crowd of people moving towards the same lights. The numbers warmed Kai; crowds meant hope. Continue reading “Detroit Feral Cats”
The Annual Hapley Apron Festival
by Dash Owens Excerpt from the June edition of the White Valley State Chronicle. Article entitled, “Spring Awakens Old Hapley Traditions” by Megan Sabineux. Hapley is a small city of around 25,000 people. Originally, the common industry was timber due to the extensive forests shaped by the curves of the Big Heart River, which flowsContinue reading “The Annual Hapley Apron Festival”
The Gadfly Symposium 