Author: Vera Knight
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Dear Chicago: It’s Lipton

Why doesn’t she love me? I know she doesn’t because if she did, she would be here. I think about Mama all the time but I barely know what she looks like. I know the drugged out messy look—that’s the only look I ever see but I wonder how she looked before. How she smelled…
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Imagine This

You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like? This is gonna be fun! For my perfect reading/writing space let me take you on a journey. Imagine yourself in your dream house, the walls are lined with whatever material that gets you excited and the kitchen has as many ovens…
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I Asked ChatGPT to Give me Prompts
Prompt 1: A moment of unexpected kindness between two characters who are usually at odds with each other. John looked over at Beth, the woman who made his skin crawl. He thought about moving closer to her, because he was beginning to see his breath form small puffs in front of his face. The cabin…
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The Red Letter

A Short Story: Part One The sky wasn’t just gray today—it looked bruised, heavy with something more than rain. I liked the rain, but this felt different, like the world was holding its breath. 2:00. Nothing good on TV, just more daytime talk shows and infomercials. Maybe I’d scroll through my phone for a bit.…
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He Didn’t Need a Resume
“He was such a good student.”Never mind the rips in his shirt or the holes at the bottom of his shoes. “He studied hard every night.”If he sat close to the wall underneath the small window that had been painted shut, he could position the book just enough for the moon’s light to shine in…




