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“Cinematic Experience” — Leonard Peace McAllister ’17

Tick Tock. My eyes watched each sway of the hand, over me. He promised he would be here more than…ten ago. I stood stiff with my head dangling. Patted down my skirt. Whilst I raised up my dignity. I walked up to the box office. Greeted by a man. He was dressed in white from head to toe. “One ticket if I may, good sir?” I asked sincerely. “Of course young lady!” he responded.  I received a blank slip from the man. As I made my way to a separate booth, I approached a man in all black. He took my ticket. “It will be returned once your cinematic experience has been concluded. Enjoy.” he stated. “Thank you?” I said confused, this experience being a first of mine. The bright colors that engulf the darkness. The sound of the theater, compressed yet expansive. A new world: a departure. Once I returned to the lobby, I had been given back my ticket. Not so blank as before. Written in dark black, “REJECTION”. I enjoyed the theater and returned many times to escape but the enjoyment was accompanied by these strange words “DENIAL” “GLUTTONY” “DISTRACTION”. “One ticket, please.” I asked with a smile awaiting a new film in anticipation. “Why are you doing this to yourself ma’am?” asked the box office man. He looked up at me directly, a face weathered by time. I had looked but now I saw. It dawned on me, the final conclusion. One more time, I told myself. I tore the blank slip from his hand. Making my way to the booth, the man took my ticket again. I was shined by glowing lights which drew my attention frantically from one spot to the next. Music and noises of another world constantly enclosing me. Seclusion. I felt different leaving the theater. For the first time I looked around. People receiving their slips back before me. So many threw theirs away, but I could never bring myself to it. I was given my slip back…”COWARDICE”. My heart sunk as did the slip to the ground. Spiraling. I felt my confidence drop, the usual effect of these things. A message on the back, “FACE IT”. The tears gently fell but I decided to raise my feet as well as the paper and slipped it into my jean pocket. I practically fell over myself while I ran for the door. Bombarded by overbearing sunlight. The outside. I saw the slip finally. All black with white text, “LIFE”. My cinema was over and IT resumed.


“Misnomer” — Leonard Peace McAllister ’17

Evenings spent under the warm gaze of the sun
By each other’s side
Together our minds were
On each other
Osculating, a common activity
Accompanied by
Your intentions to love me
Yet you proved my undertaker
Definitions may differ
I had ulterior purpose
Your eyes seemed accepting
I escaped your grasp to overcome you
Intoxicated by your fragrance and appeal
Anything beyond was overwhelming
One wrong move
Your love you would remove
Purity, the entire root of the ordeal
Suddenly I was a monster in your eye
The relationship was now contrite
Due to my audacity
And because you were shy
Separated and rejected
How could you put me in this situation
Monthly trying to conform to your favor
Finally with you once more
You fool me
Speak of how mature
You have become
My own mistake has forced me to end
I would rather fry here
Than rot there
Definitions can differ
And demonstrations can too
So why don’t you
Cry to the him some more
How you were taken advantage of
While they bust down my door
And I tell myself
How I should have moved on
The white noise above the water
Will finally be silenced
With the sound
Of my cleansing