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Onion Camp

Joined April 2011.

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  1. Ode to Thesaurus

    Ink molded into quixotic rhythms of didactic prose Nothing more than the industrial cogs of the sycophant What paradigm of esotericism can compare to those Splintered thoughts assembled like commodities to feed pedantic hungers? An obsequious elegy: an...

  2. The assumption of Elves

    “You really want me to see this movie don’t you?” “I wouldn’t ask otherwise.” “What if I don’t want to see another movie about things that aren’t real?” “Then you shouldn’t see thi...

  3. How I rose

    A 50 foot rock wall, and you’re scared of heights. 10 feet off the ground is easy. You could climb it without a rope. 20 is easy, if you pretend you’ve only done ten twice. 30 is easy. If you know you’re almost done. And if they hav...

  4. Narrative Center

    I am a story I tell myself to help her sleep Sometimes I like to let her revisit the parts where she can giggle and point and say look, that’s me! But sometimes she doesn’t like to listen So I have to read out loud—I mean really scre...

  5. The Sin of Silence

    Alex flipped through his book stoically, eyes anchored to the middle of each page. Lips pursed, eyes squinted; his hands practically shaking with anger. Certainly not reading. I leaned over the side of my chair, and inhaled sharply— but I caught...

  6. Katie

    Katie stared blankly at the whirring conveyor belt, counting the revolutions by the steady click of the seam. When it was her turn, she roughly handed the clerk a packet of stride gum. “Thats all?” Katie looked up to confirm, but the answ...

  7. Listener

    “I try to hide everything, so no one can see how much I really suffer. Yeah, I’m on prozac now. I finally just had to level with my parents, and my mom set up some appointments with a therapist, so I guess in two weeks or so I’ll be h...

  8. If Anything Could Ever Feel this Good Again...

    It had been a year since Kayla last used. Her eyes were brighter, her hair combed and her life on track. She answered phones with a professional voice, filed papers with responsible dilligence, and got coffee with the other interns. Of course, she rem...

  9. Lisa

    Except for an occasional mutter from their father, the car ride was silent. An early morning chill weighed down on eyelids and the dreary rain clouded the windows of the car. At every curve the girls leaned toward the sides like jello, but they maintai...

  10. Sam's Advice

    “Stop it. Stop it right now!” Sam grabbed the phone from my clammy hands and held it over her head in a grand assertion of authority. “But-” I pleaded. “No.” Dramatically, Sam threw it across the room, where it land...

  11. Caitlin comes home

    As Caitlin struggled to zip up her well-worn skinny jeans, she was finally forced to face the grim reality that she may have gained a little weight during her trip to Peru. She peeled the pants off in self-disgust and resigned herself to outfits of loo...

  12. Fire

    I can hear the heavy footsteps crunch the gravel less than a meter away. From the sounds of it, there must be at least 10, maybe more. I hug my knees to my chest and scrunch up my face. Hot sweat pools in the centers of my shaking fists as the paralyz...

  13. Jacket

    When the class ended, I noticed her jacket abandoned on the chair. Maybe she was too distracted by her guilt towards me to remember such trivial things as jackets. I picked it up gingerly and pressed the fabric to my face. The familiar smell of lavende...

  14. The elephant in the room

    I was sitting only two seats away from Sara, but it seemed like she was listening to a completely different lecture. Her eyes were glazed and her mouth was open slightly to reveal perfect pouting lips. Her features seemed empty and pale; exhausted. I h...

  15. Excerpt from one of my essays

    “So.” The interviewer tries to make eye contact with me, but my gaze wanders away from his square, dour face instinctively. He’s so ugly. From his dull, expressionless eyes to the sagging jowls to the ill fitting yellow shirt, I can tell he want...

  16. Marin and Alice

    Nothing Marin did could ever compare to Alice. She got worse grades. Her boobs were smaller. She ran slower. Even her lopsided scrawl got lost beside Alice’s perfectly uniform letters. But when Marin was upset she always knew that it was Alice w...

  17. Airport

    I love airports. I love seeing the young women who dress in their nicest boots and carry heavy purses with manicured fingers and high, sleek, hair tied up in the back. I love the enthusiastic blonde parents dressed head to toe in Disney apparel, whose ...

  18. Third grade

    “WE ALL LIVE IN A YELLOW SUBMARINE, A YELLOW SUBMARINE, A YELLOW SUBMARINE,” He races down the hallway singing; the lunch box in his hand crashing into doors as he passes.His light up shoes glow red and orange and leave obnoxious rubbery ma...

  19. Paper

    I have too many paper chain friends. I can set a match to one and watch the flame lick up each in succession before I can even blink. I can’t miss paper friends much; they all come from the same mold. Our relationships aren’t even as thick as the p...

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