Coach Jessica Sampley's Creative Writing Class is starting Gulf Shores High School's second annual literary arts journal. The contents of Verisimilitude will include writings and artwork produced by GSHS students as well as several accomplished local writers. We are accepting submissions until March 1st, 2019. The print edition will be released on April 29th, 2019.
An excerpt from the poem "Temptation" By Hannah Philips
Your usual seat waits patiently for you,
The weathered wood creaks as you rest
Your tired bones against it
Tendrils of smoke curl towards the night
A cloud escapes your mouth
In a silent wave
You care not where it goes
It drifts away
Oh, to be so nonchalant, so carefree
As if tomorrow’s actions will never see today’s
To have a life unstructured
Untouched by rules, restrictions
To spend night after night
Drinking your worries away
(As if you had any!)
Listening to the quiet stories
From other lost souls
Looking for a place to haunt
An excerpt from the short story
"Crusader's Drive" By Addison Bullard
It was the horrid alarm that brought us here on the long and perplexing road, which felt like forever; though, I wasn’t alone on this journey. The pair of us were heading home to Kansas from Nebraska. An urgent circumstance broke out as Chris's (my best friend from college) brother, Nate, had a dire stoke earlier this morning and he hasn't woken up yet. A friend went to check on him and that's when we got the call to come home immediately.
The dashboard of the blue and white 1967 Ford F100 Pickup read: 3:36 PM. It's cold leather chilled my back as I leaned deep into the car seat. I looked through the windshield, hardly noticing the world outside while Chris's hand rested atop the steering wheel; the inaudible clicks of the gears shifting. Being the rental it was, there were countless dust particles polluting the air. They shimmered and glistened like the ocean's horizon. Nonetheless, the vehicle smelled of sandalwood and a soothing musk as a black ice Christmas tree dangled from the rearview mirror.