August 14th, 2025 A preface of sorts for this submission. A letter from Charles Herz was written in the context of a Holocaust in Film class I attended during my last semester at FAU. We were to write a creative piece simulating the words of someone giving an Opinion Editorial during the 1940s in response to the displacement of Jews during the Holocaust. Should any inconsistencies be found, please let me know! Hello Readers, I begin this issue with an understanding that the

A story that goes nowhere due to idea block.

You prepare to go to sleep for the night and begin to become one with your bed. Close your eyes and pay attention. What is the first sensory observation you make? Could it be the hue of black that suffocates your eyes in the dead of night? Is it the warm touch of your fingers as they press the bedsheets they rest under? Perhaps a tingle on your feet as something unknown or somewhat ethereal pulls at them mockingly. But what could you hear at a time like this? What is the prop

He’d always known he’d leave this room. Noah looked over the room that encased so many memories, so many stories now turned into history. It was a quaint room with purple tinted wallpaper he’d inherited when he moved back from school; he didn’t bother to change it as he got accustomed to it over time. It was his sister’s older room before the family agreed to move her downstairs with a proper bathroom, oh how he’d wish for a place of his own. He made his bed and fixed the w

The Fox Take a look at the skills you have, either mastered or still in training, as vast as the seas of the world. Would you know what to do with them? Some people hone skills as amazing cooks; it is a common social rule that people rely on those with specific strengths. Of course, it all depends on what they do with them that matters. Photographers have a sense of archiving important moments of history with their images, and artists create marvelous canvases reflecting sta

A little thing when it rains: a dog needs comfort, and a guy needs to write his thoughts.

May 5th, 2024 Having known Henry for a couple of years now, Alan decided to finally visit the old bear. He rode his bicycle near the woods POST told him about that would lead to Henry's small bear cave. Reflected on this, Alan thought more about when the two originally met. He'd just gotten out of college and was in need of work. Having an interest in animals and documentation, he looked to shelters that were in need of a photographer. That's when he found it, the Preser

May 3rd, 2024 It's currently 3 Am... I tried. Trust me. I really tried. I turned off all the lights of my room. I put my phone away. I made the room colder. I may have watched an episode of a show. I watched a full documentary about a Japanese Contest and almost published a genuine article that dove into the the documentary and wanted to propose an alternative idea that would be something similar but much safer and efficient... So why is that not here? It's currently 3 Am...