By Evette Davis
You guzzle salt…
Hypersaline, you’re a dead sea
of dense dreams…
deconstruct yourself.
Whole worlds collide at setpoint,
it’s you
who knows not of balance,
you
who has yet to find
that worlds can be held by polarity.
Chaos is just emotion
stripped of gravity.
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Post Script is a magazine written, edited, and produced by the Creative Writing Department of Barbara Ingram School for the Arts. Through our articles, stories, poems, and the occasional lifehack, we have shared some of the things most important to us. There is a remarkable diversity of talent to be found in our students and their work, and we are unified by a common respect for that diversity. The editors and writers that make Post Script possible don’t have an end goal in sight, but instead a vision of a magazine that allows us to explore, learn, and grow. We have ventured into a new medium for self-expression and self-reflection, and hope that our art and the effort that went into this project will encourage, engage, and enlighten readers of all backgrounds.
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