Bright Angel Trail

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I’m surprised he even took the jump. I didn’t think he would. I was trying to get rid of him; though I should have known it’s going to take more than jumping from thirty feet. He glances up at me, relieved and then he shakes his head, laughing hysterically. He slowly stands up, running a shaky hand through his wild hair. His piercing eyes now hold excitement and a thrill, I am so familiar with. The thrill of doing the impossible. “You landed on your feet.” I scowl. “Practice. Now let’s get the hell

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forced hell and I don’t think these rebel people realize that. They don’t realize how bad it is out there and they also don’t realize how good it can be. All that technology, all those advancements, they could make the world a better, safer place if Angels didn’t rule the world. An awkward silence follows the shutting of the door, which I don’t even notice, being too trapped within my own thoughts. Apri is the first to break the silence with a sigh and my thoughts shatters, my attention shifting.

of the mountain to the great patch where they had found dead wood” (42). Inscrutable (adjective): difficult to understand (Merriam-Webster Online Dictionary) “Jack lifted his head and stared at the inscrutable masses of creeper that lay across the trail” (47). Vicissitudes (noun): a change or variation occurring in the course of something (dictionary.com) "Jack stood

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I wake up to an unusual feeling: Caspian’s arms are not around me. I shiver; he keeps the Ihana at an ungodly chilly temperature, though I don’t usually realize it because he keeps me warm. My shoulders feel bare, unnatural. When I open my eyes, I see him sitting up in bed, cross-legged, staring at me. His head is cocked to the side, a strange expression on his face, like he’s never seen me before. His orange eyes examine me in a way I’ve not seen since I first met him. And then it hits me: It came

Between the Mirrors and other poems by Garth Kellett Acknowlegements I owe a great deal to many people, for their kindness and wisdom and putting me right. But to some I owe even more. Chief amongst these is my wife, Judy ; my daughter and her husband, Rachel and Jonathan. I will also mention Jan and Ian Bramley, David Ison and two college friends, Barry and Spike. All of these deserve more thanks than I am able to conceive. Between

the woods, telling them to keep out of her way. As the path goes up a hill, she complains about how difficult walking becomes. It becomes evident that she has made this journey many times before; she is familiar with all the twists and turns in the trail. She talks aimlessly to herself. Her eyesight is poor, and she catches her skirt in the thorns on a bush. After walking across a log to traverse a stream, she rests. She imagines a boy bringing her a slice of cake but opens her eyes to find her hand

town, he assumes Phoenix is not able to make the long journey and he tells her to go home; he has no qualms about issuing the order. But when she persists, he relents, assuming that the only reason "old colored people" would embark on such a long trail would be to see Santa Claus. In a second instance of disrespect, he tells Phoenix that he would give her a dime if he had one, unaware that Phoenix has already picked up the nickel that fell out of his pocket. In a third example, he points a gun at