Jen backpacking Resurrection Trail

Backpacking without the Backache

The first time I went backpacking I packed all the wrong gear and way to much of it. I was the unhappiest camper alive. Using what I learned the second time wasn't as bad, but the third was the best. Looking ba...

Life as We Know It

Hand pressed to the glass, She watches her young son breath. He is safe in this world, but was so close to death. The child desperately holds the receiver and Listens to the voice whisper goodnight. Deaf f...
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Life Out of Line

  The common term for someone of my nature is “Control Freak”. Someone who folds their underwear must always be on time to every place they go, and detests the slightest amount of chaos or group confusi...
The Carnival

Day of the Carnival: A True Story

He twitched again, and began attempting to yank his small sweaty hand out from beneath mine.  I held tighter to prevent the boy from breaking free and skipping the other already impatient and hot adults and chi...
Younger siblings

Golden Halo

Do not allow the world to grab and pull at you, like so many others. Younger siblings Let the stars shower silver light and strike your golden halo, And let your mind be filled with lovely things. Live...
Kenai

Butterflies: Poetry

 The butterflies tickle my heart. And the sun sparkles on my skin  . The people walk around with paint, Trying to hide whats underneath. You hear them whisper in the darkness of the shadows, At my clumsy n...

Rocky Sunset: Poetry

Sunset overlooking the valley You watch the rays slip gently, slowly at first. And as you climb the burning on your face begins to cool. You look down at your progress, at the tiny buildings and ribbons of ...
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Midnight Swim

 Waves lapped as a dog to a dish, Stirring the sand between my toes. The rays of the moon stroked the earth.The sand sparkled, as if winking back. The reflection of moon and stars on water, Danced ...
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Nameless Faces

“My name is Charlie Rioux, I live on 14th Free Street, Lisbon Maine, I’m 17 years old and I attend Mt. Aerate High school in Topsham. What more can I tell you?” One bare light bulb hung from a single wire from ...
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Swimming in Jelly

As I embedded my fingers into the green slim of seaweed attached to the rock, I pulled, dragging my limp tired body behind me. Climbing on my hands and knees to the top of the rock, I slipped on the seaweed tha...
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The Circus

All is well in the sleepy town that I like to call, “land of the hicks”. Beside for the fact that everyone in the town dressed like characters from various movies, it was perfectly normal in the resident’s ...

Biking for Freedom

The scenery no longer looked crisp; it was more like a colorful smudged painting on canvas. There are no rules to this game, no restrictions, you make your own decisions, and take the hard fall for your actions...
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My first Guest Blog!

As a student at Alaska Pacific University I was invited to be a regular guest blogger on the new Wow APU web site! I am so excited. This is only my first semester at APU, but I am already feeling like part of t...

Determination against all odds

The warmth of my eyelids as I blinked was the only sensation of cold I felt. My snow gear grew heavy as the water penetrated and filled the fabric. Looking up, the pale translucent light was rising. The bottom ...