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Today (12/16) is NYC Submission Deadline
NYC Educators and Students, Tomorrow December 16th is the deadline for submissions. Student work must be uploaded by 11:59 pm. SUBMISSION FORMS MUST BE POSTMARKED BY DECEMBER 16th. The best way to ensure that a submission form is postmarked is to personally visit a post office and hand deliver your envelope to a window agent and request that […]
MoreReminder: Submission Deadline is December 16th
This is a reminder that the deadline for submissions is Wednesday, December 16th, only two weeks away! Don’t forget about our newest award category, Editorial Cartoons. The category, Editorial Cartoons, sponsored by The Herb Block Foundation, is designated for artwork that conveys a political theme or message. Up to three Medal recipients in this category […]
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Dear Luke
Prologue Jenna Winters lived a small suburb of Chicago, Illinois with her older brother Luke and her father. Luke just made the biggest mistake of his life. One mistake that could never be undone. Dear Luke, March 13th What were you thinking? I know you had your phone in your hand. That’s what the stupid […]
MoreHow Am I Getting Home Tomorrow?
He woke to the unmistakable sound of a shotgun being loaded. Before he could open his eyes, there was a shot; it had grazed his shoulder. He suddenly broke into a roll, a straight line for the shooter. He knocked him hard in the legs and pushed the gun aside with his left hand while […]
MoreTree
In fall in Shelter Island there aren’t many cars. The tourists go find another beach, perhaps on another island. Somewhere where they can litter the sand with cigarette butts and bury them with their toes. There aren’t many cars blocking the narrow streets, but piles of leaves surround the grass. They become more visible without […]
MoreMr. Jones’ Bad Day
Prologue Mr. Jones was always a quiet man. He moved to the small town of Blah when he was a young man. He never had time for a wife or a girlfriend because he was always busy with work. Mr. Jones worked at a pawnshop. He was very proud of his job. After his boss […]
MoreThe Pills
You shuddered and winced slightly as the car door slammed behind you, another one of the nervous tics that you’ve developed over the past few months. There’s the one where you bow gently to the right every time you leave your house through the garage. For the past few weeks, you’ve taken to gently rattling […]
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