Recently, I boxed up my belongings, packed them into a truck, tossed the dogs into the hitched car, and drove away from McAllen. It was not an easy move for either myself or my wife. She had lived in the Valley her entire life, only leaving it for...... Full story
Early on in my college career, I was a history major. I grew up reading Civil War books, watched documentaries on every imaginable historical subject, debated my top five presidential administrations, I was neck-deep in a subject that I really...... Full story
While I write this, it is too early to tell, but all signs point to a major success for George W. Bush’s book, Decision Points. Easily one of the most polarizing presidents of all-time, his memoir has sparked both interest and reappraisal of...... Full story
Henry and his wife decided to go on their morning jog earlytoday. By five they were up putting on their loose t-shirts and worn-outsneakers. Henry loved his wife; they had been married for 18 years andcounting. The crisp dawn was approaching as they...... Full story
The backbone of America is built on their “rootz” tilled deep into the ground. Men, women, children standing, bent to tend the crops or hauling, lifting always heavy, and always, up and down. No matter what the weather you’d...... Full story
Lisa puffed her cheeks as she stared with disgust into the mirror which revealed the catastrophe residing in the middle of her forehead. The night prior she tweezed her eyebrows, noting a smooth patch of skin in between. The more she stared at the...... Full story
School had been out two days ago. My two closest friends, Lily and Tracy were staying with me while their parents were out of town. Both of them were excited to see me because I had been at a different school this year. We still kept in touch over...... Full story
CREATIVE WRITING: ‘The Darkness of Blue' by Luis E. Hernandez “I can’t remember.” I said to my psychiatrist, Dr. Brown. Dr. Brown then asked me to tell him again why I think I have nightmares. I grabbed the edge of the blue...... Full story
The day hot again, and I sit in my master’s backyard. It seems like every day gets hotter plus boring. Sometimes I wish that my master would give me away to someone more adventurous. I love my master, but why would he name me...... Full story
She is gorgeous. Abigail is not an average looking girl; she has mesmerizing eyes and long eyelashes, and a beautiful dimple appears on her right cheek every time she smiles. Her skin, a pearly white, is soft and smooth to the touch. Her long hair...... Full story
As Kate turned the door knob to her house, she heard a loud crash in one of the upstairs room. Alarmed, Kate and Stephanie crept into the entry way, thinking of what the noise could have been caused from. “It was probably just the cat”...... Full story
Every morning I look out the windowWhile I eat my hot oatmeal.I have my toast on a side plate,And drink fresh orange juiceOn a glass made of crystal.I finish my meal, andNot a crumb on my plateFor a small ant to take.My nurse comes to see meAnd...... Full story
It was the end of the day, as I looked out my window … with its beautiful panoramic view of the city. I saw what was a most magnificent sight … a picture, painted by my eyes … objects in reds, blues, yellows and green …...... Full story
cracked, withered branches reach out to me. from my azure peak, I look down. their dried leaves moisten my eyes, and i weep in a thunderous roar. i dampen the sun parched earth and pray the roots are not too weak to drink in my vital...... Full story
Pure form earth. The appearance of the world within her resting. The summer colored as burnt honey flattened by the sun. Fertile fields of Amaryllis the western sky welkin in my eyes. Pure form--her body. Our summer colored as burnt...... Full story