Author Archives: kscoughlin2013

About kscoughlin2013

I'm a full time college student studying English Literature and Secondary Education, a part time dreamer, and occasionally I write a decent poem or take an okay picture.

spring break in the mountains

Words are not coming to me easily to describe this week, but perhaps that is the best possible way to feel right now. I am feeling homesick for a place that is not technically home, just another place where my … Continue reading

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Modern society and the busy people who inhabit it

ACT I Setting: a hipster coffee shop where twenty-somethings flock Nadine: Wait just a second, I’ve gotta get a picture… Charlie: For Instagram… yeah, we all know. Nadine: Gotta give the people what they want Char— Charlie: [cuts her off] … Continue reading

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She Dreamt of a House with Five Rooms

  She approached the door to the house with timidity. Crossing the threshold into a dimly lit room, only small slivers of light spilled across the floor from the dusty window pane on her left. She placed one foot carefully … Continue reading

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Oppressed, but trying.

When my mind is idle it will always be found hiding in the mountains. When my mind is working diligently it will always be wandering back home to find the clean air and gritty soil. To rest in the quiet … Continue reading

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To: the guy who cat-called me,

Does it make you feel big, like a skyscraper—so tall, to call out to random women on these dirty, city, streets? You say, “Hey baby, won’t you back that ass up?” And I say nothing, but my cheeks grow red, … Continue reading

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wednesday.

BEEP BEEP BEEP, the alarm blares. I realize that It is Wednesday. The anxiety is already settling into the corners of my stomach while the sound of rustling sleeping bags disturbs the still air. The day is just beginning and … Continue reading

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Mowing the Lawn

The sun is a watch that constantly falls out of sync my palate is invaded by lucid beginnings, Will the ice cream drip on the sidewalk… Or nah? It is melting because it is so terribly cold outside. The musty … Continue reading

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What would you do for camp?!

–SQUANTO STAFF 2015: THE BEGINNING– What a summer it was. I’ve now been home for approximately 43 hours. It’s been really difficult to process all that has happened in the last nine weeks, but this blog post is about to … Continue reading

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26.2–The goal, the reason, the journey.

In case you are still part of the small population of people in my life who have not heard, I am running the 2015 Bank of America Chicago Marathon this October. This is easily the most absurd, terrifying, awesome, and … Continue reading

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Not goodbye, just see you later.

Can I just start out by saying that God is REALLY good? Despite all of the things that have happened recently, I have never had any room to doubt The Lord’s goodness. I am sitting here trying to figure out … Continue reading

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