Movement

by Taylor Meredith Biography Taylor Meredith’s currently in her third year at SCF with plans to graduate in May of 2011. After graduation, Taylor intends to transfer either to New College of Florida or Florida State University where she’ll major in English and Creative Writing. Outside of school, Taylor enjoys storytelling through both her written…

Color Wash

by Taylor Meredith Biography Taylor Meredith’s currently in her third year at SCF with plans to graduate in May of 2011. After graduation, Taylor intends to transfer either to New College of Florida or Florida State University where she’ll major in English and Creative Writing. Outside of school, Taylor enjoys storytelling through both her written…

The Ocala Forest

Run Rabbit Run, Disappearing off the grid, No inner compass at hand- Just endless seas Of scrub and sand And windswept pine. Run Rabbit Run, Deeper and deeper- Indecipherable trails- Never to return. Regress to the age of conifers and ferns, the green desert calling all civilized to repent, dissolve, and forever disappear. by Woody…

Southern Pot-Stickers

{Pre-heat} Let’s start with the rib-stickers of waist-wideners that ward off the cold lean of a belly’s grumble: back-fat and fat back, with ham hocks, and bacon grease and lard-lined pans—“to season” stews and pots full of vegetables: white acre and black-eyed peas, lima and green beans make tongues live easy and jaws clap in…

Sixty-Nine

The first girl I ever kissed wore cherry necklaces and swore by numbers. Somehow, she explained as we sat alone in her house, her parents gone away to a movie, our names amounted to nothing more than a sequence of digits, a summation of our identities, and who we could become together. So she added…