Wayne students, professors and community members gathered in the Humanities lounge on Sept. 12 to hear Mark Sanders read poetry from “In a Good Time,” his new book published by WSC Press.
Students...
Intently reading their work to the intrigued audience, the established authors will entertain the Wayne residents in the Humanities Lounge next Thursday during the Plains Writers Series.
“The Plains...
Window air conditioners are a strange thing. Or, at least, the one I own is. I sleep upstairs and our main air conditioner for the house doesn’t seem to kick out enough juice to get up there, so—we...
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I’m enjoying something strange and beautiful tonight. The movie “Razorback” has appeared on my screen and it’s seducing me with its horrible acting and ridiculous storyline. Cause what could be...
Water is a funny thing. And so are moons. I’m staring at the moon right now. It’s all half-cocked and orange and it’s lingering over my barn like some kind of Cheshire cat. In my living room, the...
He’s trying to explain to me about how strange a human tongue really is, especially when seen through a hallucinogenic lens. Apparently, under certain circumstances, it becomes its own creature, bouncing...
It’s the end of summer and the flies are now slow and dumb. They’ve burned up all their resources early on and are running on mere fumes right now, desperate to find shelter before the BIG SLEEP.
And...
To celebrate the 50th edition of WSC’s literary magazine, The Judas Goat, and gather the creative writing minds on campus, the Wayne State College Writing Club held the Fourth Annual English Festival...
The neighbor boy had come over to see my stepson, and he was gibbering on as usual. And it was fast. Very fast. It was actually a strain to keep up with what he had to say. He’s a video game connoisseur,...
