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id: iusbanalecta-18166
author: Cox, Krista
title: Love Song for Recovering Codependent
date: 2015
pages: 1
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flesch: 57
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  He thought he had loved her as a drowning man loves the boat-mistress reaching with her sure-fingered oar, but as they capsized, seasoned by the gnawing salt of the Atlantic, arms and oars impotent, he knew he loved her as a drowning man loves a drowning woman, weary, fish-breathed and failing, content to waltz helpless into the inky, starless night 123190 IUSB ANALECTA 2014-15 Body v3 proof %281%29.pdf 9 KRISTA COX LOVE SONG FOR RECOVERING CODEPENDENT


id: iusbanalecta-20553
author: Plute, Samantha
title: Desert Sprouts
date: 2009
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 140
sentence: 14
flesch: 95
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summary:
  Had six kids as tax write offs. I don't just count my pennies, I make investments, in chicken stock, and 100 Grand candy bars.


id: iusbanalecta-21042
author: Zurawski, Cassandra
title: The Age of Contraception
date: 2006
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 287
sentence: 16
flesch: 84
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summary:
  Let rain deluge my pores and flood my veins till hidden seeds burst and curl and pierce through layers of flesh to blossom in bright red drops beneath the aching sun. We thumb our r at doilies, baked goods, radishes­ torhanya calls: gold nugget nibs of noodles homemade by hands that await us- The Hungarians.


id: iusbanalecta-20783
author: Reed, Talia
title: Man on Bicycle
date: 2008
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 100
sentence: 18
flesch: 106
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summary:
  Talia Reed Man on Bicycle 24 Jason Silveus Carrying I wondered where the danger went. This is what they call vengeance.


id: iusbanalecta-21043
author: Wiederman-Bieschke, Laurel
title: Budapest's Best
date: 2006
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 465
sentence: 23
flesch: 83
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summary:
  Do the things I should Everyone else is evil fuckers We're just misunderstood I'm thinking about purchasing a megaphone, some new clothes Angling for the motherlode Looking for something new to loathe, something ugly l can grow Something red that really goes You are skinny and pretty and pretty handy 1 am just skinny and nobody understands me 1 would die for ice cream We thumb our noses at doilies, baked goods, radishes­ torha nya calls: gold nugget nibs of noodles homemade by hands that await us- The Hungarians.


id: iusbanalecta-18164
author: -, -
title: Contributor's Notes
date: 2015
pages: 4
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 1281
sentence: 82
flesch: 71
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summary:
  She studies English literature and creative writing at Indiana University South Bend. 89 CONTRIBUTORS’ NOTES J.B. ADAMS is an undergrad at Indiana University, South Bend, majoring in English with a concentration in Creative Writing.


id: iusbanalecta-20289
author: Gruenewald, Ryan L.
title: On an Education
date: 2012
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 79
sentence: 5
flesch: 90
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summary:
  Half-full paper cups of cold coffee, leaves that came in with your shoes, is it all gone tonight? ll!Jan L. Gruenewalb On an €.bucation Greasy prints you left on the glass doors, on the desk by the window, won't be there tomorrow?


id: iusbanalecta-20288
author: Henry, Matt
title: Seagulls in Buffalo
date: 2012
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 152
sentence: 9
flesch: 82
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summary:
  98 ll!Jan L. Gruenewalb On an ebucation Greasy prints you left on the glass doors, on the desk by the windoV1 won't be there tomorrow? It's organs, however, are brightly illuminated; the stoic anti-hero- a soulless model for humanity.


id: iusbanalecta-21038
author: -, -
title: Credits
date: 2006
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 225
sentence: 5
flesch: 40
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summary:
  Credits Editor: Rebecca Gerdes Art Coordinator: Kelly Andrews Cover Design and Magazine layout: Kelly Andrews, Scot Peterson Advisor: David Dodd Lee Submission Solicitation: Eleroy Ramsey, Neil Kelly, Laurel Wiederman-Bieschke literature Reviewers: Neil Kelly, Laurel Wiederman-Bieschke Art Reviewers: Kelly Andrews, Scot Peterson Special Thanks lo: Debbie Richards and Anne Richmond for their experience, support, and excellent advice. I Ever Had by Neil Kelly; Untitled by Anne Schillingsburg; Enough by Chris O ' Brien Drama - 1 st Place Winner - the Clerk, by Colleen Card 2nd Place Winner - The Means, Act One, by Zorina E. Jerome Analecta, Number 36, 2006 II Poetry The Age of Conti Cultivation Coll Budapest's Bes!


id: iusbanalecta-20550
author: Pimienta, Laura
title: Birth Announcement
date: 2009
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 361
sentence: 19
flesch: 81
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summary:
  In your homeland you would be an Aztec prince amid flowering dahlias, surrounded by the singing of sparrows and your hands would grow to grab the guavas from the tree and the waists of blossoming women with radiant copper skin under the eternally shining sun. Your roots, your color and your name are flagrant reminders of your alien­ ation.


id: iusbanalecta-20787
author: Keranen, Charmi
title: Biokinematics
date: 2008
pages: 3
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 455
sentence: 40
flesch: 79
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summary:
  There were dicing injuries, injuries consistent with glass, consistent with him leaving through the window portal. There were dicing injuries, injuries consistent with glass, consistent with him leaving through the window portal.


id: iusbanalecta-20286
author: Stamatovich, Clint
title: Eastern Spit
date: 2012
pages: 4
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 1247
sentence: 34
flesch: 67
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summary:
  So, off made some plate went Vincent, his dear Catherine,­ shut up the ass-good, too, all colours bright, say, John boy took the ghost's green clay and found essential sugars to gust up a silver son's dirty hair, shorn and open, his eyes shot in the clear castle sky, let's go to the cave, boys, lets' leave the girls a mutiny and we'll find a way; bellies full of bubbling green bile, got off foot loosely and found the first floor of the yard- couple a yeast and ferms later and the small boy is done, say, we had the babe-lass, pigeon-toed, take him-she took 93 him well; now, then, down the spiraled, bleak, black metal, down the kids hiccuping awfully, down the way; dark now, second, shitting and romanticizing John boy's self to sleep, left burned in the throat the fire of bottles that nearly broke in snarls­ the wench a cur, ha, o, with breasts far too small, she found some English drab and hummed sum American tune, but, say, she was hot and red, boy, asking for our bottle, and, hm, Vincent pleading to have not carried her nation's ghost­ where she took no an answer; before the babes in the basement that bartered for tobacco, too young, far too young, but found someway; kids fingering themselves in booths blotted out of slurred, peripheral sight, light outside by the bright American glow, now just, ha, Vincent and John boy and a sore inclination for full lungs, up by Prazskj brad, wat, turned the corner for the cobble and found a murked room, Japanese goblins peering out through the cracks, o, of consciousness hoisted up by Vincent's cat-in-wall, 94 came close, comically, through bar! running, unclad, shared, and fat to the yup's sink to spit-up and laugh and talk and, god, trip- found that spit-up in the mouth of the sleeping where the sisters follow the boys' night along iii. English babes have mouths that yaw1 came close, comically, through bars and on porcelain-Chinese-American porcelain-the girls, the two, laughing, poking fun, at the whole, the whole while, singing stupid American pop, soda rotting the hind teeth, ha, and colours came bearing smell and touch; the letters smack some sense hard and mean and cold when the stones broke the wet wasteland and stairs that led to warmth cradled babies that fell under dream some hours early, care and huff and kiss each other in bright rooms, Vince led that way; but the old-man-bag who outwardly stood in protest of the open restaurant (never feeding, mind him, those mouths of pork and beef and goulash),


id: iusbanalecta-18218
author: Hope, Savannah
title: Eden
date: 2015
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 623
sentence: 50
flesch: 96
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summary:
  First wrapping vines around his wrist and shoulders and then his skull. He thought he was in Eden now, but his garden hadn’t even begun to grow.


id: iusbanalecta-20344
author: Walz, Adam
title: Dementia: A Dialogue
date: 2011
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 211
sentence: 15
flesch: 89
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summary:
  There was a purple glove On the floor next to the trash A cup of apple nectar Mingling with neighboring straws A Surrealist's dream on dry erase boards Full of times and temperatures and rotations And stick-figured ladies drawn in passing Are you warm enough? Maybe, the smell of the hallway, Like a backed-up sump pump Kept them By: Adam Walz From coming back, or maybe it was just visiting hours A woman kept screaming across the hall.


id: iusbanalecta-18167
author: Korn, Tracy
title: Lungstone
date: 2015
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 79
sentence: 4
flesch: 82
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summary:
  123190 IUSB ANALECTA 2014-15 Body v3 proof %281%29.pdf 10 TRACY KORN LUNGSTONE Like a bad lover the rain waters come too fast; they flood the river whose blood courses and flows into the sewer drain where a stray dog drinks.


id: iusbanalecta-20423
author: Eash, Jordan
title: Vultures
date: 2010
pages: 3
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 1289
sentence: 139
flesch: 101
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summary:
  Walt came around the front of the car to where Andy stood polishing his glasses with a handkerchief. ~ Andy stared at Walt fa bird came down on top of the distracted by something on th Did you know


id: iusbanalecta-20287
author: Garvin, Niall
title: Something of the Lonely Gravity
date: 2012
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 138
sentence: 11
flesch: 83
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summary:
  :l :Qian Garuin ~omet~in.!J tlf t~e Lone{!I Grauif.9 <after .Qntel I only knew her through grainy photographs Danny carried on pilgrimages back to Tiffin.


id: iusbanalecta-20347
author: Becker, Jacqueline
title: I am at the Epicenter of Most Earthly Entanglements
date: 2011
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 157
sentence: 11
flesch: 84
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  I am at the Epicenter of Most Earthly Entanglements By: Jacqueline Becker Often while watching bumblebees I wonder, I wonder how it is they are able to fly. Night at winter is always more beautiful, It has more stars and the moon seems brighter,


id: iusbanalecta-20341
author: Klein, Christopher
title: Silence Personified
date: 2011
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 201
sentence: 15
flesch: 92
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summary:
  Every time I heard e Law School, I drove ced that I was only trying >r a boatload of students my mouth shut. Silence Personified By: Christopher Klein The 2011 Analecta Page 81


id: iusbanalecta-20781
author: Pelky, Rebecca
title: Mowing the Lawn
date: 2008
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 281
sentence: 19
flesch: 90
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summary:
  22 Rosalinda Leyva A Time to Watch 2008 Lester M. Wolfson 2nd The sharp stalks blur to mottled tan and I can't help but wonder if with my tears they, at least, will grow.


id: iusbanalecta-13543
author: Evans, Rebecca
title: Falling is Just Another Means to an End
date: 2014
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 329
sentence: 15
flesch: 85
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summary:
  So he concentrated as he fell, plucking death from the skies moment by moment piece by piece until it was enough to put in his back pocket and save for a rainy day. The salmons tried to see, I knc Over the dam so many times, Avoided hooks and colors of y Only to drift backwards with 1 Leaves to settle in a small dep Of pebbles in late October.


id: iusbanalecta-20343
author: Kuharic, Joe
title: Following the Trail
date: 2011
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 1406
sentence: 90
flesch: 91
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summary:
  There just simply isn't time to stop;' That's Special Agent. They were careful every time, this time however the camera in the bank was able to get a clear shot of his face and it was only a mat­ ter of time before the EB.I. was able to track them down; more than likely putting the heat on her mother.


id: iusbanalecta-13677
author: Gruenewald, Ryan
title: Our Drought
date: 2013
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 263
sentence: 30
flesch: 101
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summary:
  He keeps the barrows full of rain. The pot-bellied stove crackled with n and out as the ancient house breathed.


id: iusbanalecta-20285
author: Bye, Joy
title: 'Clang, Clang, Clang,' Went the Trolley
date: 2012
pages: 5
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mime: application/pdf
words: 3629
sentence: 197
flesch: 86
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summary:
  Midway through the song, Rose glides down the stairs into the au­ dience to begin accepting tips. I don't want to sp• Tonight, Rose is doing a middle < Judy Garland's career you know th out of control from an addiction tc period in her life is the most endea majority of gay icons have several out spoken, flamboyant, and typi• qualities are what draw gay men 2 and flawed an individual, the moi icons are almost always female.


id: iusbanalecta-20555
author: Miller, Brandi
title: Childhood's Last Summer (an excerpt)
date: 2009
pages: 4
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 2823
sentence: 169
flesch: 89
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summary:
  As members of the media she nal group refused to talk to them, whi Other kids who weren't even there ta ders, waving and smiling to the came Hey! Other kids who weren't even there talked, arms slung over each others shoul­ ders, waving and smiling to the cameras.


id: iusbanalecta-21040
author: -, Simonides
title: Simonides Insert
date: 2006
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 21
sentence: 2
flesch: 87
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summary:
  Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting with the gift of speech. Simon ides Greek poet (556 BC - 468 BC)


id: iusbanalecta-13541
author: -, -
title: Table of Contents
date: 2014
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 540
sentence: 57
flesch: 86
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summary:
  Cody Miller 7 Millpond .................................................................... Cody Miller 71 Creation .....................................................................


id: iusbanalecta-18221
author: Morgan, Chad
title: Hiding: An Essay
date: 2015
pages: 6
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 2659
sentence: 104
flesch: 70
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summary:
  This line of thinking manifested itself in many ways, most prominently in my habit of “dating” only “straight acting” guys. The flashlight was on it, and things like tennis shoes, bug spray, “modest swimwear,” and shortly after arriving at the Target on South Bend’s south side, my mother ripped off the bottom half of the list and, handing it to me, sent me in search of the supplies list- ed thereupon.


id: iusbanalecta-20425
author: Pelky, Rebecca
title: Impressions from The Bottom Lounge
date: 2010
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 179
sentence: 12
flesch: 85
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summary:
  And his soul spills from vocal chords Onto the pitted cement floor littered With paper ticket stubs And crushed plastic cups. lfl saw him Here in the harsh Light of day I could not neglect the naked Insulation hanging From rusted wire Above damp concrete and The cobweb of cords and chains That secure the stage And amplify A melody.


id: iusbanalecta-13678
author: Gardine, Amy
title: Relinquished
date: 2013
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 355
sentence: 12
flesch: 77
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summary:
  My mom used to h2 second living room in the house that b market full of candies, chips, drinks ar in the upper left comer. Relinquished she floated up into the liquid nitrogen of the sky where Greek gods and poltergeists danced around the totem moon Amyr Gardine and slowly released a sigh like the creek of a weary church while her body floated in unison with the smoke from her nostrils for just one moment then fell down to the horizon where the birch and owl were kissing awake the cerise sun that lit the stone path beneath her feet where the moss crouched in anticipation of her mind ra Ahlam Life is a stage ..


id: iusbanalecta-21039
author: -, -
title: Table of Contents
date: 2006
pages: 4
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 507
sentence: 17
flesch: 68
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summary:
  Right Susie Russell-Replogle Haiku Zorina E. Jerome A laugh, A Star and the Eternal Projedionist David Kobb With Obsidian Tongue Jesus G. Moya coulda, shouda, woulda Neil Kelly Paradox Ryan Smith Under the Rug of a Broken Home Justin Gish Windswept Susie Russell-Replogle On the Inside Mark Ulfig lizard King (an ode to Jim Morrison) Just Like Mom April L. Paul 132 A Season for Bears Jesus G. Moya 136 Refilled Coffee and Lit Cigarettees ••• Mitch Robinson 143 All In A Day's Work Jennifer Littler 145 Enough Chris O'Brien 151 Nasty Habit Matt Skibby 155 Point Man Dave Huntington 162 VI


id: iusbanalecta-20969
author: Kelly, Neil
title: Swift Migration
date: 2007
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 170
sentence: 18
flesch: 79
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summary:
  A sparrow, or maybe a finch, skims in the wind, dodging hail and meteor particles remimscenl of December dandruIT on a black sweater. Beyond the city limits, the brisk air and whispers of deceased foliage smash my face like a rubber mallet against a dent.


id: iusbanalecta-13542
author: Eggleston, Joe
title: Scandalizing the librarians
date: 2014
pages: 1
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mime: application/pdf
words: 241
sentence: 10
flesch: 82
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summary:
  They pornographize the written word, have laid them, as it were, lifelong: who knows the depths or heights book-lust might have taken them, alone or together, some nights or bright noontimes among the shelves, orgy of orgies of pages breaking woven above the eye. First Place Prize Poetry Joe Eggleston Scandalizing the Librarians Is what I would call it, but I've known too many to believe they'd be shocked at finding us in delicto, here, among the stacks.


id: iusbanalecta-20224
author: Tatay, Jeff
title: Editors and Acknowledgements
date: 2012
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 203
sentence: 8
flesch: 61
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summary:
  «bitors Jordan Eash Matt Henry McKenzie Lynn Tozan Faculf'J Abuisor Clayton Michaels Qouer Art Chris Bush La11out & Desijn Jordan Eash JeffTatay AcfinowlebJements I would like to thank the following people for their help and support in the production of Analecta 2012: Erica Wood, Dr. Kelcey Parker, Anne Richmond and Service Printers. «bitors Jordan Eash Matt Henry McKenzie Lynn Tozan FaculfJ Abuisor Clayton Michaels Qouer Art Chris Bush LaJout & Dest!Jn Jordan Eash JeffTatay AcftnoudebJements I would like to thank the following people for their help and support in the production of Analecta 2012: Erica Wood, Dr. Kelcey Parker, Anne Richmond and Service Printers.


id: iusbanalecta-13680
author: Hunsberger, Samantha
title: Yorktown
date: 2013
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 115
sentence: 17
flesch: 94
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summary:
  If every note held comfortable woe and tenuous joy kept that marvelous tone then something transfixing must have been lost in each unrecordable smear of her voice. In that house by White River.


id: iusbanalecta-18163
author: -, -
title: Table of Contents
date: 2015
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 331
sentence: 38
flesch: 74
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-18163.pdf
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summary:
  [22] Anne Marie Lindgren - Vending Machine Quarters [23] Samantha Lewis - Camouflaged In Medias Res [67] Savannah Hope - Eden [71] Cassandra LaForest - For Sale: Baby Shoes, Never Worn [73] NON-FICTION Chad Morgan - Hiding:


id: iusbanalecta-21044
author: McClain, Bill
title: Untitled
date: 2006
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 319
sentence: 13
flesch: 80
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21044.pdf
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summary:
  to be scrubbed clean until squeak-worthy, until emerald leaves streak green my knife hand. Don't forget the paprika, lots of Hungarian paprika:


id: iusbanalecta-20346
author: Hanshew, Michelle
title: The Missing
date: 2011
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 1020
sentence: 54
flesch: 83
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summary:
  So far it's worked; I've boarded up the first floor windows, as well as the one above the porch, all without visits from nosy neighbors. There's only a handful of neighbors left around me now, and all of them seem to be oblivious to what's going on.


id: iusbanalecta-18168
author: Veldman, Austin
title: Derelict
date: 2015
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 94
sentence: 6
flesch: 89
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-18168.pdf
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summary:
  Rusting beams and driftwood now covered in seeping polyps, our names carved in the heartwood. 123190 IUSB ANALECTA 2014-15 Body v3 proof %281%29.pdf


id: iusbanalecta-20788
author: Keranen, Charmi
title: Weather Permitting
date: 2008
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 50
sentence: 9
flesch: 84
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20788.pdf
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summary:
  Astride a jagged black gash, a gerrymandered line, women vice in, wielding eraser thighs. Flay pumpkinseed.


id: iusbanalecta-20426
author: Pfifferling-Irons, Amy
title: Late at Night, When My Mother Picked Me Up
date: 2010
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 241
sentence: 8
flesch: 73
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20426.pdf
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summary:
  For weeks I was waitin his neonatologist was fighting weeks old and already sported of tubes and wires that would ~ high oxygen and regular blood baby, and couldn't help but fee The machinery, combir to transfer him out of his isole1 and witnessed another set of p: at 24 weeks) across the room. gerous infection. Not this moment, any Then came a beeping f nurses and doctors exchanged tone and its duration were seri heart; the mother wept into he: nurse set screens around the b; the bird-like body at high oxyi to the still child who needed tl The parents were esco1 mother's hysterics and the urge chaplain entered the unit and I activities caring for other babi hallowed be thy name ...


id: iusbanalecta-20967
author: -, -
title: Table of Contents
date: 2007
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 279
sentence: 13
flesch: 71
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20967.pdf
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summary:
  Azar Jason Cytacki Neil Kelly Chris O'Brien Stacy Rummel Jason Cytacki Lindsey Abair Robert \Vhite Dan ~Iann Vince Bauters Eric A. Gingerich Talia Reed Katy Wright Kaoko Fujimoto Talia Reed Chris O'Brien Clinton Worthington Adam Dwight Joshua Leuthold Ryan Smith Neil Kelly Mandy ~1cCoy Rosalinda Le)a Katy Wright Matt Skibbe Joshua Leuthold Jason Cytacki Vince Bauters Chris O'Brien Katy Wright Amanda Alvarado .Terron Robinson Jillian Guzicki Joe Borkowski Eric Oswald Char.mi Keranen Clinton \Vorthington Jason M. Silveus Terri Vega JeffTatay Chad Forbrcgd Vince Bauters Talia Reed Katy Wright Charmi Keranen Vince Bauters 8 9 10 14 15 18 19 22 23 27 28 32 34 35 37 40 41 42 46 47 50 51 52 58 59 60 63 64 66 68 69 70 71 75 76 86 87 90 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107 112


id: iusbanalecta-20972
author: Ballinger, Chrissy
title: Dead Animal
date: 2007
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 411
sentence: 25
flesch: 81
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summary:
  This is the Arabic wor< always been a large part of my life an world where language plays a major Expressing myself and finding my id ertheless, after many years of confusi ground and heritage, I have come to I was born in America, but my p: ocean from the Middle East. The na spiritual language that has sadly corr a language and culture I have learne language is English.


id: iusbanalecta-20974
author: Cytacki, Jason
title: An Unlikely Condiment
date: 2007
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 365
sentence: 25
flesch: 89
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20974.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20974.txt
summary:
  They w in Lhe pond across from woods thal b01 on the other side of Lhe parking lol. Willie Nelson 's Angel Flying Too speakers.


id: iusbanalecta-20342
author: Pelky, Rebecca
title: Nishike
date: 2011
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 346
sentence: 23
flesch: 94
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20342.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20342.txt
summary:
  The leather seat itself wa ravishing young girl in t time they met. My mother's mantra of grandchildren Like generations of elders with Paper thin skin steering my hips Toward the human race.


id: iusbanalecta-20971
author: Fujimoto, Naoko
title: Wanted (an excerpt)
date: 2007
pages: 4
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 1295
sentence: 179
flesch: 97
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20971.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20971.txt
summary:
  Mari Lakes off her cape and thrm the smoke machine by the recycl der. TIN (VO.) Her friends: Elizabeth, Leif, Ron and Tin, talk about Mari's interesting experiences with six men.


id: iusbanalecta-13544
author: Miller, Cody
title: Souls Drifting from a Parking Garage Staircase
date: 2014
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 392
sentence: 23
flesch: 87
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-13544.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-13544.txt
summary:
  The others Scatter as a boy throws a rock or because They smell fresh eggs sinking Away from a female. It surrenders to the sway Of the water on the bottom of The Sable River and relaxes In the gentle passing of sandy granules Against its sides and whitened Belly now empty of its purpose.


id: iusbanalecta-18217
author: Adams, J.B.
title: Something Lost: In Medias Res
date: 2015
pages: 4
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 1898
sentence: 112
flesch: 86
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-18217.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-18217.txt
summary:
  and the voice that answers is not your sister, but rather a harmonic melancholy of her best friend, Sarah. * * * Into the only door left ajar you venture, where inside Sarah paces waiting for your arrival.


id: iusbanalecta-20782
author: Leyva, Rosalinda
title: A Time to Watch
date: 2008
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 136
sentence: 12
flesch: 94
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20782.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20782.txt
summary:
  tract :ertile 22 Rosalinda Leyva A Time to Watch 2008 Lester M. Wolfson 2nd Place Poetry He walks outside with leftovers and I watch him feed rice and empanada crumbs to starving birds and stray cats.


id: iusbanalecta-20552
author: Gensic, Jenna
title: Baby Blues (an excerpt)
date: 2009
pages: 4
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 2892
sentence: 192
flesch: 83
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20552.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20552.txt
summary:
  We didn't meet many peoplt a lot of other babies in the unit, but the Perhaps there were a few families we r circumstances, had their stay lasted as most babies came and went within a fe endured our length of stay. Sure there were a lot of other babies in the unit, but they were all there for different reasons.


id: iusbanalecta-20424
author: Heston, Shawn
title: Ginger Ale and Amaretto
date: 2010
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 170
sentence: 19
flesch: 101
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20424.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20424.txt
summary:
  I never been, but I've heard POETRY Ginger Ale and Amaretto shawn A girl I went to high school with brought out drinks.


id: iusbanalecta-18169
author: Lewis, Samantha
title: Sway
date: 2015
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 59
sentence: 2
flesch: 80
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-18169.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-18169.txt
summary:
  123190 IUSB ANALECTA 2014-15 Body v3 proof %281%29.pdf 12 SAMANTHA LEWIS SWAY I did not come from your rib and we are not caged I did come for you though to sink into you like a ten pound line into the water and unhook your mind in my hands and pull it heavy into me like a wave.


id: iusbanalecta-20226
author: -, -
title: Table of Contents
date: 2012
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 488
sentence: 13
flesch: 49
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20226.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20226.txt
summary:
  60 JA Eggleston* 11 Chance Starcher Fishing, No More 67 Stephanie C. Merryfield 13 Joshua Stump Brackish 68 (Jacques Frevert) 14 Jordan Eash Bread and 15 Kristen LaFollette Lights that Grow Dim Over 69 Timothy Dann-Barrick Time (an excerpt) 70 Jessica A. Deckard 17 Brandi David Breton Kiss 72 Jessica A. Deckard* 18 Joe Kuharic Family Tradition 74 Niall Garvin 24 Angela L. Hankins Devotion 75 Jean E. Johnson* 25 Kirstin Durfey Black and Ivory Keys 78 Rachel Cheeseman 27 Ryan L. Gruenewald Father's Base Coat 79 Hannah Stowe 28 Joshua Stump A Toy Box Made of Pine 80 Hannah Cross* 30 Ryan L. Gruenewald* Waitingfor Bats 87 Kristin LaFollette* 35 Jennifer Hlawacz Salary Man 88 Baptism 88 Joy Bye* 'Clang, Clang, Clang ' Went the Trolley 93 Clint Stamatovich Eastern Spit 97 Niall Garvin Something of the Lonely Gravity 98 Matt Henry Seagulls in Buff ala 99 Ryan L. Gruenewald* On an Education 100 Rachel Barrett* Forked Road *English Department Writing Award Winner


id: iusbanalecta-20345
author: Dewald, Jena
title: Just Breathe
date: 2011
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 550
sentence: 33
flesch: 90
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20345.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20345.txt
summary:
  The next few we1 plained away by theorie: windows were brought 1 back to normal when th two sons well enough to in the middle of the nigl board up their windows over to see if they had le ing around the house re scratched up the back de looked past the neighbo them had boarded up w The last month r going to work entirely, £ guns into the house, wa1 of neighbors left around to them, explaining the , they simply blow me off though: all of the famili( mastiff, but most of ther house, but all of them w were chosen first - I can bors, I gave up trying to Just Breathe By: Jena Dewald Just Breathe': I whispered to myself as I stared at the board composed of lights which seemed as if they could light up the New York City sky.


id: iusbanalecta-20427
author: Gensic, Jenna
title: That Other Family
date: 2010
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 806
sentence: 42
flesch: 75
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20427.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20427.txt
summary:
  At the chaplain's cue, the staff at the nursery, all engaged in different activities caring for other babies, bowed their heads and recited The Lord's Prayer. I looked at my son, who remained on a jet ventilator, requiring high oxygen and regular blood transfusions, his frail body so covered in wires that I was holding more machine than baby, and couldn't help but feel frustrated with his uncertain future.


id: iusbanalecta-20290
author: Barrett, Rachel
title: Forked Road
date: 2012
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 145
sentence: 9
flesch: 84
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20290.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20290.txt
summary:
  1tachl Barrett Forfleb I\oab Claire often was said to be the most beautiful. Her father was a religious man and would read her bedtime stories, never leaving out the scenery or unsettling end.


id: iusbanalecta-18171
author: Weeks, Kristiane
title: Pamphlets
date: 2015
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 323
sentence: 12
flesch: 75
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-18171.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-18171.txt
summary:
  Rain and blue clouds against blue sky, street lamps, heat rising, breath. The townspeople brag because they have the oldest haunted places in America, complete with splintering steel bars and walls, sharp palm fronds, blue orbs.


id: iusbanalecta-20557
author: Blue, Dane
title: Bike
date: 2009
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 155
sentence: 3
flesch: 55
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20557.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20557.txt
summary:
  because they were there too a beetle clung above me the slender blade drooped with his panicked wei his existence precious to him as mine was to me off a ways, my mother called god-dammit Nikki, I swear t< you 're playing in the creek a I'm going to sell you to the J near by the water sang over the rocks and stc and I could see myself riding in the back of a green pick-up bouncing over a dirt road my new father strumming his guitar singing his sad, sad songs 56 DANE BLUE BIKE NICOLE KOROCH ME, LITTLE lying there behind that old white bar watching the ragged tips of long gra~ wave in the languid breeze the heat pressed one so


id: iusbanalecta-20350
author: McKee, Mandy
title: Wasteland
date: 2011
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 469
sentence: 26
flesch: 90
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20350.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20350.txt
summary:
  I must confe: The papers back horn be broken by the ene1 I pray that my boys n battles of endless day of loneliness A new sour sense of s has fallen upon me. Only a white-wash of snow, endless as it creeps onto the streets, curling to miss a snake of steam hissing from beneath the manhole.


id: iusbanalecta-13676
author: Stump, Joshua
title: In October She Called
date: 2013
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 49
sentence: 4
flesch: 94
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-13676.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-13676.txt
summary:
  In October She Called The dust hung in the mid morning light I sat there when she came through the cedars with nothing on her swaying mind The wings beat the air or my eyes like wings lids thunderous against the coming waves 9 36 Joshua StuJRp .


id: iusbanalecta-20976
author: O'Brien, Chris
title: Black Water
date: 2007
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 469
sentence: 24
flesch: 83
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20976.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20976.txt
summary:
  Stac1 ,; An E In the kitchen, an egg-timer goe: Lo be Lo the brink of starvation, whil1 my feet, reminding me of our walks find browning chicken - baking at a thing Lo rotate the bird, but when I < spoon labeled Stephen in faded red outlines of red and blue balloons. Stephen jumped up and down i; Time eat?, as he paraded around ar and spoon together while I began Lo Would you like to help Momm3


id: iusbanalecta-20792
author: Miles, Matt
title: Three Years Perspective
date: 2008
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 99
sentence: 8
flesch: 96
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20792.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20792.txt
summary:
  the road will be done soon and we'll all hold hands when we cross. Matt Miles Three Years Perspective


id: iusbanalecta-13681
author: Garvin, Niall
title: La Môme Piaf
date: 2013
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 46
sentence: 7
flesch: 89
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-13681.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-13681.txt
summary:
  If every note held comfortable woe and tenuous joy kept that marvelous tone then something transfixing must have been lost in each unrecordable smear of her voice. La Mome Piaf


id: iusbanalecta-18193
author: Williams, Chris
title: $1.32
date: 2015
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 95
sentence: 1
flesch: 5
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-18193.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-18193.txt
summary:
  36 CHRIS WILLIAMS $1.32 you’ve seen the skyline with its gleaming spires I’ve seen the streets with abandoned buildings libraries full of books but empty of people schools abandoned for lack of students causing others to burst at the seams you’ve seen the super-mega-ultra marts with shining aisles full of trinkets I’ve seen the streets with abandoned buildings former corner stores boarded up and forgotten homes abandoned as families have to choose between the roof and their food you’ve seen the postcard I’ve seen the city


id: iusbanalecta-20235
author: Hankins, Angela L.
title: Devotion
date: 2012
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 469
sentence: 29
flesch: 87
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20235.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20235.txt
summary:
  l{ep My teacher, a Chinese lady with t and piano can not be friends. My eyes, 1 notes that make pages look like black1 with colorful fish and seaweed I have transparent beauty.


id: iusbanalecta-20556
author: Lyvers, Glenn
title: The Day I Became Guilty
date: 2009
pages: 5
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 3408
sentence: 208
flesch: 90
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20556.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20556.txt
summary:
  But before he left, Antonio told Mama, I think Papa needs cool water - and then he laughed as I went to fetch it. Mama prayed for him constantly, and every hour she would say, Isabelle, go fetch cool water, and I went - so Papa would not have warm water by his bed.


id: iusbanalecta-20291
author: -, -
title: Title Page
date: 2011
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 33
sentence: 1
flesch: 42
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20291.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20291.txt
summary:
  Analecta Spring 2011 Edition Volume 41 Editor-in-Chief Terrie Phillips Layout Terrie Phillips Cover Art JeffTatay Readers JeffTatay Josh Bisig Jordan Eash Joe Kuharic Faculty Advisor Dr. Kelcey Parker Printing Apollo Printing


id: iusbanalecta-20975
author: Kelly, Neil
title: It Happens All the Time (an excerpt)
date: 2007
pages: 3
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 2456
sentence: 196
flesch: 92
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20975.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20975.txt
summary:
  I \\alkcd back over lo Lhc window and took a drink from the white can. She lossccl her cigarcllc lo Lhc ground and picked up two Daisy single pumps and started shouting orders lo adulls and other kids.


id: iusbanalecta-20225
author: -, -
title: English Department Writing Awards
date: 2012
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 102
sentence: 9
flesch: 69
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20225.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20225.txt
summary:
  Jean E. Johnson (Honorable Mention) S~ Department mritin.!l Awarb.s Judge: Jim Daniels PoetrJJ Rachel Barrett (1st Place)


id: iusbanalecta-13682
author: Lindgren, Anne Marie
title: Grains of Brown Sugar
date: 2013
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 212
sentence: 17
flesch: 94
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-13682.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-13682.txt
summary:
  Anne Marie Lindgren Grains of Brown Sugar Covered with a brown paper bag, a drug store on the first of the month. Like plate tectonics, a grain of brown sugar embeds itself in the under birth of a nail.


id: iusbanalecta-20551
author: Smith, Ryan
title: Lusk at the Lake
date: 2009
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 175
sentence: 11
flesch: 87
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20551.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20551.txt
summary:
  He had not yet seen Lake Superior, grey water, not blue at all, a magnanimous periphery of shells that held no oceans, his father at the center of the long rope bridge, eyes wide, and Lusk sitting at the far end saying will you come ifI meet you out there, and hold your hand? Lre flagrant reminders of your alien- ec pnnce the singing of sparrows : guavas from the tree 11ally shining sun.


id: iusbanalecta-20791
author: Reed, Talia
title: Window
date: 2008
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 348
sentence: 21
flesch: 83
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20791.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20791.txt
summary:
  Talia Reed Window 37 I've learned to appreciate the memory of brief sunshine, while I skillfully navigate life's darkened rooms.


id: iusbanalecta-21047
author: Gerdes, Rebecca
title: Fireflies
date: 2006
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 525
sentence: 24
flesch: 83
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21047.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21047.txt
summary:
  Fireflies By Rebecca Gerdes Behind tall talking trees that are only silent when you can't hear them anyway, down an angle of masked road right off Highway 51 a child, Tammy, prays to bursts of light then pulls illuminated stomachs from spindly legs, and wears the glowing ring, glad it is only almost alive. And when Daddy mows the driveway that's when pebbles dance, sand and stone and Tammy's chubby finger joined in dusky faintness, gleaming like the twinkle of a distant star.


id: iusbanalecta-20233
author: David, Brandi
title: Breton Kiss
date: 2012
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 262
sentence: 26
flesch: 94
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20233.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20233.txt
summary:
  Maybe these lights will grow 16 Branbi Dauib Breton lli.s.s Waiter takes the order ignoring faint smells of hair spray powder freesias & Old Spice as 2 make silent conversation amid empty chairs, dozens of water rings on scratched wooden tables. Some guys, they picked her ,, ~ell phone screen reads 3AM-the dim night.


id: iusbanalecta-20437
author: Raymond, Audrey
title: Poisoned Fruit
date: 2010
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 338
sentence: 13
flesch: 81
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20437.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20437.txt
summary:
  They couldn't wait t shifted from the left to the right · how many people were ahead of Callie closed her eyes at elephant ears sprinkled with pov oozing with hot steamy cheese. Callie and Michael were county fair.


id: iusbanalecta-21086
author: Hesse, Hermann
title: Hermann Hesse Insert
date: 2006
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 28
sentence: 2
flesch: 86
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21086.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21086.txt
summary:
  Hermann Hesse Swiss (German-born) author (1877 - 1962) 49 Without words, without writing and without books there would be no history, there could be no concept of humanity.


id: iusbanalecta-20966
author: -, -
title: 2007 Lester M. Wolfson Award Recipients
date: 2007
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 136
sentence: 3
flesch: 45
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20966.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20966.txt
summary:
  Reed elcey Parker Wright ~ Bauters & Robert White Cytacki ients >llowing individuals for their [on of this issue: ond Lee ·ds ith laney itzer dgett Poetry First Place Second Place Honorable Mention Short Fiction First Place Second Place Honorable Ment io11 Non-Fiction First Place Second Place Honorable Mention Drama First Place Second Place Honorable Mention 2007 Lester M. Wolfson Award Recipients Judged by John Gallaher Talia Reed Eric Oswald Vince Bauters Neil Kelly Naoko Fujimoto Oloc fl o rk<rn s], i ( :1ial'll1i ('1';1111·11 ( :l1ri-. ( l'Bri<·11 i<; ric Ci 11 g('l'icl 1 Naoko Fujimoto Amanda Alvarado Lindsey Abair Shells of Men Innocence Self-Improvement It Happens All theTime White Things Playing With Fire Tr:-1 in Language Wi.ngs of Thought The Creation of Reality Through Language


id: iusbanalecta-20977
author: Rummel, Stacy
title: An Empty Nest
date: 2007
pages: 4
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 2520
sentence: 135
flesch: 85
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20977.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20977.txt
summary:
  I turn the stove burner lo high and pul the lid on lhe pot and wait in Lhe dining room and listen lo lhe race be­ tween the egg limer versus the fire alarm and wonder which one will sound first ~When the smoke alarm goes off, I go into the kitchen, turn everything off, and then make a plate of burnl chicken and caramelized corn. I head over to the utility drawer and grab the fork and knife labeled Stephen and sil down to eat al lhe dining room table.


id: iusbanalecta-13546
author: Peterson, Ashley
title: Towers
date: 2014
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 997
sentence: 55
flesch: 91
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-13546.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-13546.txt
summary:
  We rounded a corner and dirt became stones, stones became large rocks, rocks became boul­ ders. Soon, we both had rock towers right next to each other.


id: iusbanalecta-18170
author: Forbregd, Chad
title: Death Becomes Her
date: 2015
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 86
sentence: 7
flesch: 79
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-18170.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-18170.txt
summary:
  Stay away from lonely places: Public pools or Sunday afternoons. Let’s assume she doesn’t mind informal forms of address: Heavy-eyed space heater, a one glass girl: drowning (in flame).


id: iusbanalecta-21045
author: Leuthold, Joshua R.
title: The Cigarette Burns
date: 2006
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 176
sentence: 6
flesch: 76
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21045.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21045.txt
summary:
  You use me up like you smoke a cigarette, breathing me in on ly to blow me out, turning me into ashes you transform into a light brocade, unraveling at the slightest touch of the wind ... The Cigarette Burns By Joshua R. Leuthold 5


id: iusbanalecta-20558
author: Koroch, Nicole
title: Me, Little
date: 2009
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 157
sentence: 3
flesch: 53
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20558.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20558.txt
summary:
  but it was cooler sinking into the dampish dirt with the sky above and the smell of the loamy green and the cicadas whirring and buzzing because they were there too a beetle clung above me the slender blade drooped with his panicked weight his existence precious to him as mine was to me off a ways, my mother called god-dammit Nikki, I swear to God if you 're playing in the creek again I'm going to sell you to the peach pickers near by the water sang over the rocks and stones and I could see myself riding in the back of a green pick-up bouncing over a dirt road my new father strumming his guitar singing his sad, sad songs 57 ) DANE BLUE BIKE NICOLE KOROCH ME, LITTLE lying there behind that old white barn watching the ragged tips of long grass wave in the languid breeze the heat pressed one


id: iusbanalecta-18219
author: LaForest, Cassandra
title: For Sale: Baby Shoes, Never Worn
date: 2015
pages: 8
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 3823
sentence: 240
flesch: 90
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-18219.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-18219.txt
summary:
  The smell is overpowering now as I watch Valerie push, her vagina stretching like a crying mouth. Startled, but smiling, Val looked at me and said, “Actually, I’m Valerie.


id: iusbanalecta-13545
author: Stump, Joshua
title: Millpond
date: 2014
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 38
sentence: 3
flesch: 93
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-13545.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-13545.txt
summary:
  Analecta 2014 Poetry Joshua Stump Millpond 9 Long legs half in the cool mud painted a sophomore effort was all she had in the last seconds of drowning- moonlight hymns.


id: iusbanalecta-21041
author: Card, Colleen
title: Cultivation
date: 2006
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 295
sentence: 16
flesch: 83
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21041.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21041.txt
summary:
  Let rain deluge my pores and flood my veins till hidden seeds burst and curl and pierce th rough layers of flesh to blossom in bright red drops beneath the aching sun. We thumb our r at doilies, baked goods, radishes­ torhanya calls: gold nugget nibs of noodles homemade by hands that await us- The Hungarians.


id: iusbanalecta-20348
author: Foster, Brian
title: The Elevator
date: 2011
pages: 4
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 3616
sentence: 269
flesch: 94
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summary:
  The elevator smoothly eased upward, hiding the tears welling in Mary's eyes from all the busy workers in Jake's office. Mary had started to leave the building, started to stand up Jake the elevator man, but then she'd stopped again.


id: iusbanalecta-21073
author: Ulfig, Mark
title: On The Inside
date: 2006
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 179
sentence: 4
flesch: 58
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21073.htm
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summary:
  LATELY I'M CONFUSED, MY MIND GETS RECYCLED AND REUSED, THINKING OF ALL THE TIMES, I'VE BEEN NEGLECTED OR ABUSED, THINKING OF ALL THE PAIN AND THE HURT, ALL THE TIMES I'VE BEEN TREATED LIKE DIRT, CONSTANTLY SEARCHING FOR A CURE, TO CURE ME OF THIS AILMENT, ONLY TO REACH A STALEMATE, MY SHOULDERS CARRY HEAVY WEIGHT, IT TENDS TO WEAR ME DOWN, I CAN BEARLY WAIT, FOR THE WEIGHT TO TEAR ME DOWN, SO I CAN SEE, WHO I AM, AND WHAT I'LL BE, ON THE INSIDE ... And with that random gust she feels the outland ish tug, the pitch and roll of vu lnerabilities that work the line, scuttling the flags, lifting the rigging­ to break free like a ship in full sail.


id: iusbanalecta-20429
author: Scott-Green, Lee
title: Postcard [addressed to the New Year]
date: 2010
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 216
sentence: 13
flesch: 90
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20429.pdf
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summary:
  On Oak Ridge near my father's stone, soldiers lined the way through the deep snow. 72 Was the bagpiper's droning, for my heard across the creek from where I On Oak Ridge near my father's star soldiers lined the way through the c And the chaplain spoke of honor and hope.


id: iusbanalecta-20973
author: Azar, Lyla
title: Hybrids: Where Do They Belong?
date: 2007
pages: 3
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 2424
sentence: 139
flesch: 71
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20973.pdf
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summary:
  Many other Arab families expect, if not demand, their children to marry an Arab or an Arab American in order to preserve this authenticity. However, many other Arab households struggle to maintain this purity.


id: iusbanalecta-20292
author: Phillips, Terrie
title: Letter from the Editor & Special Thanks
date: 2011
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 673
sentence: 28
flesch: 70
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20292.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20292.txt
summary:
  ii English Departmer Short Fiction First Place - Malicf Honorable Mentior Poetry First Place - 1850-J Second Place - The Honorable Mentior And Personal Essay First Place - I Thin Second Place - The Other Selections oj The Orator: The Ste The Aquatic Ape H A Visceral Rip by J1 Uncle Mose by Joe The Capitalist Cost Faith by Jordan Ea Chapin Park by Sa1 Dining Out by Rae The Queen of Phoe Art Captain Fitzpatrick Still Life by Nicole Schizo by BritannJ Miss Misery by Bri Dans La Rue Scrbit Even the Trees Car Bicho Loco by Jeff Valley of Oaxaca b; Nature's Canvas by Flight Communica Ice Wine by Joe Ku Circular Times by ; Reflections on Cav Unsung by Karie P Final Collage by TJ After sitting down with Jeff Tatay, cover artist, I already knew what I wanted.


id: iusbanalecta-21058
author: Reed, Talia M.
title: Walnut Road
date: 2006
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 375
sentence: 22
flesch: 86
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21058.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21058.txt
summary:
  Walnut Road By Talia M. Reed Autumn was there loud and clear Grey clouds and white moons Leaves scattered in the street in a perfect performance On Walnut Road we drove To a bridge marked with our own graffiti-


id: iusbanalecta-20351
author: Zellers, Jenn
title: A Letter from the Trenches
date: 2011
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 368
sentence: 28
flesch: 92
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20351.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20351.txt
summary:
  I pray that my boys never face these chaotic battles of endless days of loneliness A new sour sense of sickening loneliness, has fallen upon me. I feel that their ways of waging war will weigh heavy on the days.


id: iusbanalecta-13684
author: Martin, Garrett
title: bartalk
date: 2013
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 31
sentence: 3
flesch: 95
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-13684.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-13684.txt
summary:
  ao Garrett Martin Jeremy: Rebiri Monot she told me she lov'd th'sound'f 'meh voice as i rattl'd on & on about th'way 'meh piephahn looks lik'a'swollen pinky­ toe missing its nail &


id: iusbanalecta-21273
author: Walls, Jedediah
title: HERE THERE BE MONSTERS.
date: 2004
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 181
sentence: 6
flesch: 75
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21273.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21273.txt
summary:
  And I'll walk in my own vestive halls and screw with them, BUT THAT WAY LIES INSANITY by Jedediah Walls 41


id: iusbanalecta-20428
author: Jones, Jake
title: A Moment in Extinction
date: 2010
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 127
sentence: 7
flesch: 73
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20428.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20428.txt
summary:
  Pounded moistened and fermented in poignant suffering, stimulating the mind. Cold blooded animals, two meet or cross at the boiling point, with position but not extension, to feel and express beauty one port of embarkation, two of entry.


id: iusbanalecta-20284
author: LaFollette, Kristin
title: November Baptism
date: 2012
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 184
sentence: 20
flesch: 100
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20284.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20284.txt
summary:
  l food bowl against the brick house. The sediment will feel like salts around our feet and we will see white fences in the distance.


id: iusbanalecta-20789
author: Kelly, Neil
title: Track Marks
date: 2008
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 207
sentence: 12
flesch: 87
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20789.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20789.txt
summary:
  They seem to insist last man, woman, and child to be fille Is it our right? Neil Kelly Track Marks 32 Jason Overholt Cogito Ergo Doceo I remember standing in front of my m drugged, and so short on sleep that I ' glass.


id: iusbanalecta-21521
author: -, -
title: Copyright
date: 1999
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 41
sentence: 12
flesch: 75
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21521.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21521.txt
summary:
  Copyright 1999 INDIANA UNIVERSITY SOUTH BEND ALL RIGHTS REVERT BACK TO AUTHORS UPON PUBLICATION. EDITOR RETAINED


id: iusbanalecta-20349
author: Azner-Beane, Carissa
title: Commonplace
date: 2011
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 289
sentence: 21
flesch: 90
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20349.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20349.txt
summary:
  They say its gourmet, but the truth is, there are more rats in this town, than there are people - not rodents. An in her gray tatters anc might extend forwarc dull with a cobalt gle< at first then a silvery candesc hot enough to cook ti mouth fish gasping in the dusky scales shive another gasp, long, d( A suck of air.


id: iusbanalecta-21259
author: Hoffman, Tom
title: Steam
date: 2004
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 109
sentence: 4
flesch: 67
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21259.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21259.txt
summary:
  18 Steam With pain, I shake my dull and useless head of fumes thanks to patience and lack of heat. The noxious gas creeps naturally from the stove and kerosene heater to mouth through skin into lungs and blood to brain, confronting all the while.


id: iusbanalecta-21606
author: Rafter, T. G.
title: She Dreams in Color
date: 2000
pages: 2
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 924
sentence: 61
flesch: 87
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21606.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21606.txt
summary:
  Warm blood poured out over her hands. She wiped her hands across her face and ran on, felling the hot wetness of tears fall down her cheeks.


id: iusbanalecta-21208
author: Taylor, Kara
title: Double Tall Mocha Latte
date: 2005
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 114
sentence: 6
flesch: 82
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21208.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21208.txt
summary:
  Double Tall Mocha Latte I stumbled down to the kitchen, Fumbling for the little white bag­ Before I lift the tab. I clear the wand of its excess And bow to the steam on my face­ The milk heats rapid seduction To a deep bellowing pace.


id: iusbanalecta-21100
author: Thompson, John
title: Ode to Nick Drake
date: 2006
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 69
sentence: 6
flesch: 88
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21100.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21100.txt
summary:
  M:o The union bt Spirit, soul a1 a compromis· lifetime com1 Yetlowc. Ode to Nick Drake Illustration John Thompson EXT-SC · INTERFAll ORGANM ored trees er p Marriage.


id: iusbanalecta-20227
author: Crise, Brandy
title: Opening
date: 2012
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 333
sentence: 16
flesch: 74
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20227.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20227.txt
summary:
  Whc nam, U McKensru was one of the much grace he immediately fled his I airbreather from the local base, his e Africa, incumbent on the dusky air Branb.!J Q.rtse Openin.!l fall. and sheer terror, screaming, haunting discord and dissonance chime.


id: iusbanalecta-18191
author: Weeks, Kristiane
title: How Far Back Can You Remember?
date: 2015
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 182
sentence: 8
flesch: 76
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-18191.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-18191.txt
summary:
  Mixed tea leaves and heart beats so loud, muddle into sedatives as a counterweight. Your hidden black bears, disheveled Black Mountain are too obvious, reminders of all we’ve lost.


id: iusbanalecta-29194
author: Budd, Samantha
title: Little Peach
date: 2016
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 88
sentence: 4
flesch: 69
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-29194.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-29194.txt
summary:
  'elt Budd Little Peach by Samantha Budd 2016 IUSB English Department Writing Award, Third Place, Poetry Midway between the cardboard box and mansion there was a rotting peach You leaned in quick to pick it up, bending your arms like a crescent moon. I watched the sunrise from your eyes that morning, knowing I might never see it again- everything feels okay.


id: iusbanalecta-21343
author: Smail, David
title: Haiku
date: 2003
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 122
sentence: 7
flesch: 95
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21343.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21343.txt
summary:
  But when he gave it a jerk, the :hot himself in the leg, and the nd bleeding like a stuck pig, but ld've still outrun him, Eddie said, too. It took both of them to Eddie said, he put up a good I guess.


id: iusbanalecta-30024
author: McNellis, Leo A.
title: Shakti's Reprisal
date: 1995
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 106
sentence: 4
flesch: 55
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30024.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30024.txt
summary:
  The Sangha Plays Mary Ann Moran Seven elderly monks in a Pizza Hut white robes, andals, shaven heads giggle over the pepperoni and pitchers of Pepsi play pinball games and jukebox rocl< meditating on the ways of Western Man. Shal~ti' s reprisal Leo A. McNellis plant a seed of overbearingfury of rage-stricken Poliowalbngfrustration need nerve endings of uninhibited incapacity to follow a path of thorn-infested cobblestone.


id: iusbanalecta-21600
author: Green, Clifford
title: Adironack Raindrop
date: 2000
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 190
sentence: 2
flesch: 3
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21600.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21600.txt
summary:
  .... 30 WRnalecta by Clifford Green Of course a baby was growing out of our love how could that raging inferno escape my mind that constant back burner bitch agent of death/swiping a sickle through every half-formed thought cotton snowflakes/ riding the air to suede sneakers on my feet why did the wind whip along the granite of academia Of course the cigarette was shaking in my hand Of course the sun had painted the world in green leaves must she have sighed her love for me beneath the boughs her trust in sensual half moons fire and ice/waning into water and a baby! love of life/celebrating breath that painted lust on her ear how did my trembling tongue excite soft breasts Of course I wanted to arch her back with each thrust Of course it was raining in the Adirondacks would Mt. Marcy divide a drop on its rocky point one sliding to the Hudson determined/climbing the ladder of Maslow's hierarchy the other/dreaming the Hudson from a stagnating green pond would it viciously recycle in a cloud Of course rain infinitely times infinitely


id: iusbanalecta-20559
author: Latson, Adrienne
title: Bodily Functions
date: 2009
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 1072
sentence: 80
flesch: 90
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20559.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20559.txt
summary:
  Little baby finger­ md land in the short shag of the car­ ies, inspects and rejects the clipping. Hubby fake-burps, and baby giggle: aloud about stand-up comdedians.


id: iusbanalecta-20293
author: -, -
title: Table of Contents
date: 2011
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 786
sentence: 27
flesch: 70
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20293.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20293.txt
summary:
  Than You Thought by Steven Cheak Theodore Gericault and Military Leftovers by Daniel Bock Driftwood Waiting For a Chest Opener by Lee Scott-Green Adventure Pants by Meghan Coughlin October Virginia by Chatell Barnhill The Unredeemed by Tim Patterson Silence Personified by Christopher Klein Nishike by Rebecca Pelky Following the Trail by Joe Kuharic Dementia: A Dialogue by Adam Walz Just Breath by Jena Dewald The Missing by Michelle Hanshew I am at the Epicenter of Most Earthly ... by Jacqueline Becker The Elevator by Bryan Foster Commonplace by Carissa Azner-Beane Wasteland by Mandy McKee A letter from the Trenches by Jenn Zellers The Leaf by JeffTatay Euclid Avenue by Doug Hubbard Small Treasures by Michelle Hanshew iv Page 53 Page 54 Page 55 Page 56 Page 57 Pages 58-59 Page 60 Pages 61-62 Page 63 Pages 64-69 The Aquatic Ape Hypothesis by Derick Eash A Visceral Rip by Justin Miramontes Uncle Mose by Joe Chandler The Capitalist Costume by John Baldin Faith by Jordan Eash Chapin Park by Samantha Wagner Dining Out by Rachel Barrett The Queen of Phoenicia by Matt Henry Art Captain Fitzpatrick by Nicole Riniger Still Life by Nicole Riniger Schizo by Britanny Herrada Miss Misery by Britanny Herrada Dans La Rue Scrbie by Rebecca Gibson Even the Trees Carry the Weight of the Ages by Rebecca Gibson Bicho Loco by JeffTatay Valley of Oaxaca by Jeff Tatay Nature's Canvas by Erica Wood Flight Communication by Erica Wood Ice Wine by Joe Kuharic Circular Times by Joe Kuharic Reflections on Caviar by Karie Pfaffenberger Unsung by Karie Pfaffenberger Final Collage by Ty Moore iii Pages 1-5 Pages 6-9 Pages 10-13 Pages 14-15 Page 16 Page 17 Pages 18-19 Page 20 Pages 21-25 Page 26 Page 27 Pages 28-29 Page 30 Pages 31-33 Page 34 Pages


id: iusbanalecta-21046
author: Leapman, Rabbi Steven M
title: The Clock Shop Sage
date: 2006
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 1175
sentence: 26
flesch: 45
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21046.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21046.txt
summary:
  My father, partially concealed by dawn's early light, did as would many dutiful men Raise a garage door and depart to serve and sell in the year's dark twelfth month When Light is sought and whether electrical or inspired we celebrate so as to guarantee Income and a way of life for which his immigrant parents risked an ocean's roar While snow fell and ice formed as cash registers rung and customers shopped A mother and son of the upper middle-class and a merchant's fond, unspoken affections Were necessarily abandoned celebrants and audience of a father-absent Festival of Lights A proprietor and throughout all Decembers' delirium so sadly less prevalent as a parent Whose presence became a nightly telephone line's contingency While son and spouse kindled light and recited lin1rgies in a glow suburban and solimde II We reclined every Passover to be ready for prophetic redemption


id: iusbanalecta-22306
author: Rose III, Charles H.
title: Castration
date: 1987
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 796
sentence: 57
flesch: 90
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-22306.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-22306.txt
summary:
  I never liked other men, wasn't high enough on the merit list for Hetero status, the government does provide every Celeb with a job and you know how hard those are to come by. Charles H. Rose Ill


id: iusbanalecta-30820
author: Kimbel, Sylvia
title: yellow lullabies
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 185
sentence: 12
flesch: 85
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30820.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30820.txt
summary:
  He stands there naked save for black wool socks fallen to his ankles. the dry brush burning in the field sends up steady funnels of smoke - flames flash slow in the distance.


id: iusbanalecta-20547
author: Duenez, Eric
title: The Emerald Ash Borer (an excerpt)
date: 2009
pages: 4
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 2697
sentence: 184
flesch: 88
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-20547.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-20547.txt
summary:
  When Clay was still in high school, he was getting the mail and noticed the shell of a cicada on the maple tree in front of the house. Someone was in front of him, saying something; their lips reminded Clay of the fish in the aquarium of the doctor's office back home.


id: iusbanalecta-13582
author: Master, James
title: Creation
date: 2014
pages: 8
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 4666
sentence: 383
flesch: 91
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-13582.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-13582.txt
summary:
  The demon, having switched his name from Rodney to Garrett in the mid 1980's, glanced at his angelic counterpart and smirked. Garrett sighed and reached into the inside breast pocket of his trench coat.


id: iusbanalecta-30760
author: Dyke, John Van
title: Woodcarving
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 98
sentence: 8
flesch: 93
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30760.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30760.txt
summary:
  Old mines yawn empty holes in the hills. Slip, they carve the terraced sides of Lavender Pit, cutting copper and shading their eyes to the thunderheads.


id: iusbanalecta-13686
author: LaFollette-Samson, Kristin
title: Alexithymia
date: 2013
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 361
sentence: 14
flesch: 80
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-13686.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-13686.txt
summary:
  Ahead I can see largt up Jersey Jack's-toss around 300 pour my left is an almost imperceptible whit The Original Location of MUSCLE BE My boss, Dennis, forced me to t' Executive at Kellogg, Santa Monica bra Mini-Wheat that can't wait to get eaten sound system from Best Buy just becaust job I literally felt like I couldn't live wit my last idea was to give small books aw up the order and accidentally shipped be believe how pissed people get about tha1 Beach for both a break and to generate i cles, and tons of food; how can you not As I get closer to the muscle cag there is a pair of balance bars, whereas] the metal poles, like a 2x4 plank of woo Hogan looking guy is pulling an old Ste1 To my amazement, when he reaches the worn plastic bucket, sits down, and star the keys. Girls, in neon green bikinis that barely c bleached sidewalk.


id: iusbanalecta-30349
author: Cressy, Ami
title: Echoes
date: 1994
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 268
sentence: 9
flesch: 81
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30349.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30349.txt
summary:
  You are dead and I am six I roam your house I run down the hall My shoes loud on the floor where they have already taken up the rugs I play while adults argue over china pieces and chairs Your remaining children have all grown bitter All your love spent on the youngest of these with none left over After the Great War he paid cash for this porch and sunlit rooms Upstairs, your mattress lies stripped, linens going to your eldest girl I am the child of the child of your favorite son That willful child who broke your heart then died a broken man before you


id: iusbanalecta-29824
author: Kouroubetes, M.
title: Speaking in Tongues
date: 1996
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 160
sentence: 15
flesch: 92
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-29824.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-29824.txt
summary:
  Speaking in Tongues .-.. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• viAceral pagoda SPEAKING IN TONGUES M. Kouroubetes I was told by a friend Pentecostal Women are a furnace waiting to open its grate. U Shelaba Laa ...


id: iusbanalecta-30818
author: Kimbel, Sylvia
title: red
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 63
sentence: 5
flesch: 67
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30818.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30818.txt
summary:
  direct, demanding, deep and damning, flaming raving blazing crazing red- red of light red of sleight red of flight - gleaming, steaming, thieving, seething, breathing red. Red Sylvia Kimbel red red- the blinding burning bleeding red.


id: iusbanalecta-21278
author: Wagner, David
title: Moving On
date: 2004
pages: 3
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 1372
sentence: 135
flesch: 101
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21278.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21278.txt
summary:
  Clint was the toast of the town, Carlton, Ohio's favorite son. In a town where Friday night High School football was the social event of the week, Clint was the main attraction.


id: iusbanalecta-30765
author: Zehner, Dorothy
title: Drawing, Charcoal
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 143
sentence: 8
flesch: 71
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30765.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30765.txt
summary:
  Untitled Drawing Julie Herrick White Playthings of the Viennese Child The Viennese child treasures chocolate and oranges and palaces of marzipan. Palaces open into spacious gardens too, and children play, happy and running and happy and running and fierce against the sunshine, scuffing with their shoes the white stones of things historical.


id: iusbanalecta-21870
author: Schermer, Amanda
title: Fractals
date: 1997
pages: 6
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 1460
sentence: 91
flesch: 72
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21870.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21870.txt
summary:
  Although the formal study of fractals began in the late 1970s, philoso­ phers and artists have been using the ideas behind fractal geometry for centuries. The language of fractal geometry describes the underlying patterns that we intuitively sense in each of these.


id: iusbanalecta-30757
author: --, --
title: Table of Contents
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 224
sentence: 44
flesch: 89
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30757.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30757.txt
summary:
  Table of Contents Table of Contents Bisbee, Anne Perron . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 From: It Looks Like I've Been in the City Too Long Blues, Battle Royal: Preview of Coming Attractions, I'll Get Your Attention Yet, Absorbed, In the Cornfield, Reflection on a Puddle, Hagar's Second Journey, Semele, Anne Perron . . . . . . . . . . .


id: iusbanalecta-21217
author: Kobb, David
title: Early Morning Prayer
date: 2005
pages: 4
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 1949
sentence: 197
flesch: 100
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21217.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21217.txt
summary:
  In the tope colored hallway we walked past paper license plates with peoples names' on them taped to doors. She folded down the knee bench and knelt, eyes dosed and head bowed.


id: iusbanalecta-21718
author: May, Tonya
title: Feathers Near the Nock
date: 1998
pages: 5
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 1495
sentence: 192
flesch: 101
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21718.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21718.txt
summary:
  Cora and her mother, Margaret, are in the kitchen. Margaret is at the sink, peeling potatoes and Cora is at the table snapping beans into a bowl. CORA.


id: iusbanalecta-30014
author: Greenlee, Michael
title: Sonnet (From the Book of Not)
date: 1995
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 117
sentence: 7
flesch: 87
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30014.htm
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summary:
  Sonnet (from The of Not) Michael Greenlee and in heaven a blind god spins madly churning to the insane piping of flutes mouthed by knowing angels whose once golden sbn and downy wings have been ravaged by the eternal atomic glory of our most high god. of this i have no doubt: my honesty i'll give to god, whose grace will bury all of us.


id: iusbanalecta-30764
author: Freel, Linda
title: Drawing
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 252
sentence: 19
flesch: 94
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30764.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30764.txt
summary:
  Where were those nests of mud, lined with plucked white, that had warmed to life the shells of selves? Weary of wind and far space, yet not of each other, they rest.


id: iusbanalecta-30823
author: Perron, Anne
title: Tree of Heaven
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 304
sentence: 15
flesch: 88
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30823.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30823.txt
summary:
  Sun -dappled street, the tree cast white flowers on our hair, on soft lawns, we turned cartwheels and the sky rolled sharp blue in our eyes. Gaslight lamps caught our first kisses, the tree slipped silhouettes to shadow and grew sharp scents in city air.


id: iusbanalecta-30970
author: Godollei-Reis, Eileen
title: The Blue Fox
date: 1979
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 315
sentence: 22
flesch: 88
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30970.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30970.txt
summary:
  The Blue Fox Eileen Godollei-Reis Hound A blue shape, all but hidden, dingoes in the dark, intent, follows one scent past town, past farm- houses, remote barns, up a hill, to where the road narrows to a footpath, wanders off, is nearly lost in weeds, tree-roots,aworn rag of ribbon dropped long ago, along a lake, and then widens again. Lapped in shadows, he is lapped by other shadows, seen and disappearing, the carcanet of white at the throat.


id: iusbanalecta-30963
author: Chwalek, Julie
title: Print
date: 1979
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 313
sentence: 22
flesch: 87
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30963.pdf
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summary:
  Untitled Eileen Godollei-Reis Hound A blue shape, all but hidden, dingoes in the dark, intent, follows one scent past town, past farm- houses, remote barns, up a hill, to where the road narrows to a footpath, wanders off, is nearly lost in weeds, tree-roots,aworn rag of ribbon dropped long ago, along a lake, and then widens again. Lapped in shadows, he is lapped by other shadows, seen and disappearing, the carcanet of white at the throat.


id: iusbanalecta-21499
author: Kmitta, Candace
title: Portrait
date: 2001
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 79
sentence: 6
flesch: 88
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21499.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21499.txt
summary:
  102 ~-· Analecta Magazine: The Anatomy of Art Portrait Candace Kmitta Allvin D.M. C The curtains. He is c Durkovitch, t Nim Corps generc another marl another targ• many nights


id: iusbanalecta-30758
author: --, --
title: Artists' Catalogue
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 149
sentence: 8
flesch: 63
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30758.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30758.txt
summary:
  Drawing, Charcoal 24 Dennis Birdsell: Sculpture, Bronze 25 Edward Grant: Sculpture, Bronze Relief 2 7 Bruce Thom: Pain ting, Oil 28 Julie Chwalek: Print 29 Cynthia Cooke Kauss: Print 30 Dennis Sopczynski: Print 31 Wendy Moses: Sculpture, Bronze 31 Dennis Birdsell: Sculpture, Bronze 32 Arlene Van Belle: Drawing 33 Julie Jankowski: Watercolor, Oil Pastel 34 Lynn Weaver: Drawing 9 Dorothy Zehner: Drawing, Charcoal 10 Julie Jankowski: Watercolor 14 Lynn Weaver: Watercolor 15 Robert MacMillan: Sculpture, Bronze 16 Dennis Sopczynski:


id: iusbanalecta-21604
author: Conrad, Jesse
title: Candy and Cigarettes
date: 2000
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 182
sentence: 10
flesch: 83
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-21604.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-21604.txt
summary:
  RnalE!!cta W Candy and Cigarelles Jesse Conrad Candy and cigarettes, candy and cigarettes All I want from life is rubber buns and licorice Wax-covered fruit from dining room tables Big wicker baskets and old bentwood chairs. So candy and cigarettes and old bentwood chairs Are the last things I see and Rubber buns and licorice are my greatest fears


id: iusbanalecta-31990
author: Berkshire, Mary
title: Cover Page
date: 1974
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 38
sentence: 3
flesch: 107
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-31990.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-31990.txt
summary:
  ~ co' 1:: ' ~ >.0 .c: a. ~ B C l 0 .c: c.. Cover Page I I I I c c ., I c ,., .} tr>--.. (U f1lb,.....: ~ T ....


id: iusbanalecta-30770
author: Sopczynski, Dennis
title: Drawing Charcoal
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 234
sentence: 10
flesch: 90
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30770.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30770.txt
summary:
  Untitled Drawing d--~, - · ('..t ~ \ 'fl/ \ \ \ \ \ l Scott Taylor Descent I've known this sort of underworld before, Where the soft lamplight sways against the gloom, And a soft arm slips back to shut the door Scott Taylor Between the Gates Alone, between two broken garden gates My pensive lady plucks a single rose Which, gathered to her lean breast, intimates The long forgotten lawn where best it grows; She holds if firm, but lightly: for she knows That curled along its length the lean worm waits.


id: iusbanalecta-30833
author: Perron, Anne
title: Driving
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 250
sentence: 26
flesch: 91
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30833.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30833.txt
summary:
  One night we drove three hundred miles through dark curves, you, silent and strange, me, following twin red lights to stay on the road. At great speed, I am unsure if I am moving, dreaming at yellow lines, or if the landscape is willfully rushing past.


id: iusbanalecta-30988
author: --, --
title: MASTHEAD AND EDITOR'S NOTE
date: 1975
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 48
sentence: 2
flesch: 48
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30988.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30988.txt
summary:
  Editors 11 i/ ANALECTA SPRING 1975 Editors: Carla Hoffman, Carol Schaal Faculty Advisor: El~ine Gottlieb Hemley Cover Design: Jan Bower ANALECTA is a semi-annual literary magazine funded by the student 1) activity fees, Indiana University at South Bend. Printed by Ludwick Graphics, Inc., April 1975 ')


id: iusbanalecta-31018
author: Wujcik, Dennis
title: YOU ASKED FOR IT
date: 1975
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 63
sentence: 5
flesch: 83
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-31018.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-31018.txt
summary:
  Mom's in her silence Painting over the doors that Leak the sound of children, Bawling, That invade her seclusion With thoughts of single bars, and two seater cars, And alone. Dennis Wujcik Sue Hartup


id: iusbanalecta-29697
author: Burgess, Christopher
title: Appology
date: 1996
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 206
sentence: 9
flesch: 79
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-29697.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-29697.txt
summary:
  viAceral pagoda 111 ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• • ,• APPOLOGY ChriAtopher BurgeAA Dearest Daphne, Your name, my dear, echoed on hushed lips, the traces of fingertips on weathered marble, the soft lights upon your face from distant lamps, has undertaken to withstand time.


id: iusbanalecta-30756
author: --, --
title: Masthead and Editor's Note
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 82
sentence: 4
flesch: 43
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30756.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30756.txt
summary:
  Beverly G. De Mario Charles Neises Kimberly Karnes Anne Perron Patricia Lawton Eileen Godollei- Reis Corinne McClintic Faculty Advisors: Elaine Hemley and Harold Zisla Analecta is an annual literary-art magazine funded by Indiana University at South Bend student activity fees.


id: iusbanalecta-30815
author: Wappenstein, Paul
title: The Poet
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 153
sentence: 8
flesch: 86
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30815.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30815.txt
summary:
  Sweet lady, make it long: Sing to sad hearts a gladly Forgotten song. Sing sadly, and discover No lean notes known before.


id: iusbanalecta-30991
author: Hoffman, Carla
title: THAT LUCKY OLD SUN
date: 1975
pages: 3
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 1563
sentence: 158
flesch: 98
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30991.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30991.txt
summary:
  Down the walk they ran, the armload of books holding her back, Jimmy dashing in front of a car. The others shifted noisily at their desks stacking books in their arms, ready to escape.


id: iusbanalecta-30305
author: Danielson, Kelly
title: Green Glass Riches
date: 1994
pages: 3
extension: .htm
mime: application/pdf
words: 1712
sentence: 122
flesch: 91
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30305.htm
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30305.txt
summary:
  dqs 'U!q::> S!q JO ;}AJn::> ;}ql UMOp d!JP puu :>pSBJd llIBlS!S;}J-J;}qlB;}M. ')J::>!ql dql :dBJM. ::l!lSBJd U! P;}J;}AO::> ;}J;}M dq J!


id: iusbanalecta-30821
author: Amato, Michael
title: Slides
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 187
sentence: 3
flesch: 37
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30821.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30821.txt
summary:
  They will make love (as they say) in sundown on the beach & complain afterwards of black grit lodged in tender openings One of us watching the other from the bedroom of a fine hotel Your body partly sunk in sand at water's edge raises compulsions as I kneel inside you tasting as you open On a hot street her dream walks side by side a man with long mysterious hair Warm skin she aches to touch prepare with insistent probes perfect teeth drawing sweet blood from his shoulder (A chartered compass idles on charts opened to tropic archipelagoes) Sliedes Michael Amato Slides Where purple blood stains the fabric geometrically a woman instructs the boy in its use weaving palm leaves round the edges His coffee skin clings closely to the flesh Her breasts which overflow weak bindings, the color of bruised salmon A handsome couple with a burnished glow here for the big time playing tennis on a plastic court


id: iusbanalecta-30832
author: DeMario, Beverly G.
title: Reflection on a Puddle
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 330
sentence: 27
flesch: 93
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30832.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30832.txt
summary:
  The room appears albino oval shadows swirl, flatten in her eyes. Beverly G. DeMario In the Cornfield


id: iusbanalecta-31023
author: Wujcik, Dennis
title: AN ARRIVAL OF AN IMPORTANT GUEST
date: 1975
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 87
sentence: 8
flesch: 82
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-31023.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-31023.txt
summary:
  Face so close to equal face, And stares mistaken for glares. An Arrival of an Important Guest AN ARRIVAL OF AN IMPORTANT GUEST Anticipation of almost there, Wet hands grasping handles And fogged windows.


id: iusbanalecta-30989
author: --, --
title: TABLE OF CONTENTS
date: 1975
pages: 2
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 292
sentence: 29
flesch: 82
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30989.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30989.txt
summary:
  59 ATRABILIOUS COWBOY, Terry Hoffman 63 METAPHORIC FANTASY, Carla Hoffman 64 HEALING, Carol Schaal . 39 YOU ASKED FOR IT, Dennis Wujcik 42 THAT'S LIFE?, Thayne Oppelt . . .


id: iusbanalecta-30835
author: Downey, Michael
title: Progress
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 276
sentence: 22
flesch: 92
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30835.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30835.txt
summary:
  Although I cannot stay, the wild is still, Birds dream and wake. If I speak nightlong, half grief, half laughter, How it holds, how still the eye.


id: iusbanalecta-30992
author: Hoffman, Carla
title: FOREWORD
date: 1975
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 419
sentence: 23
flesch: 65
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30992.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30992.txt
summary:
  Marie Remington and Harold Zisla took the time to help us make decisions on artwork when high quality submissions made our choices difficult. Some artists are becoming legendary: Henni Akkerman and Sue Hartup continue to display outstanding talent.


id: iusbanalecta-30769
author: MacMillian, Robert
title: Sculpture, Bronze
date: 1980
pages: 1
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 158
sentence: 6
flesch: 72
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-30769.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-30769.txt
summary:
  Indians howl and jump off the edges of movie screens, refusing to play their parts while the arms of anonymous women weave bandages with leftover strips of sky. Untitled Sculpture Julie Herrick White The Body of the World A Collage The body of the world shares its hurts with mc;)Untains and oceans, and plenty of green algae exist to soak up the pain, yet certain cries are always picked up by the small and unpretentious ears of groundhogs .


id: iusbanalecta-31001
author: Rensberger, Lois
title: EYES
date: 1975
pages: 5
extension: .pdf
mime: application/pdf
words: 2930
sentence: 162
flesch: 84
cache: cache/iusbanalecta-31001.pdf
txt: txt/iusbanalecta-31001.txt
summary:
  When she does remember---passing along the street by the courthouse or observing a display of bicycles---she assures herself that ~he foolish old man is just that and nothing more, his strange and pierc- ing glance was merely a vacant stare or some unexplained trick of the morning light, and the panic in which she fled was only a nervous re- action. She moves sharply, knocks her purse from its unsteady perch on the small shelf, bends to pick it up; nose and eye are confronted by the damp spot on the floor.


