Arrow Rock Literary Journal
Lindenwood University
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The Color War is raging now,But not so long ago,The battle began in our small town:Where the seeds of conflict tend to grow. Holy are the Trinity,Whom everyone once loved,Lived in harmonious concinnity,‘Til they got sick of being shoved. How it began,We will never know.Perhaps it was a drunkard man,Who tipped the first domino? The…
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Read “Bora The Unicorn” here —> https://arrowrockjournal.com/2026/05/05/bora-the-unicorn-by-marvin-mezera/ Marvin is a creative writer and illustrator pursuing world-wide domination and a complete control of the stock market; however, while he won’t need it, their back-up plans involve publishing graphic novels and short stories, a possible career in teaching, and starting a dinosaur-themed band called, “The Old Souls”.…
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My Tien Phuong is the creator of this piece.
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Rain battered windowsAir crackling with lightI hear Earth’s blowsNoise shattering frightBrightly shining sparksOnce it’s over…Water colored arcs Jennie Weible is the creator of this piece.
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You were not a picture I could take Just mental image of peace I wanted to hold To cradle in my eyes of sorrow You paint the sky’s of blue of the day In the same shade every time At last I will lift up my eyes to the hills of your rise and setting…
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and as always, I answer Her calls. “Away! Away!” She says in Her sonorous sing-song voice. “Away! Away!” So I go—in the early morning as the dew drops dazzle in daybreak’s shine. And as I follow the song down a long path through much green, I see a grand Belle of Georgia tree. Peaches adorn…
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the gleam of her silver digicam held in caroline’s right hand smile splits in orange light white flash electric fills the night green feathers with their bluish eyes swaying, solemn in the breeze first heard them weary in the morning sunray freckled, yellowed trees crimson bursts of light stars twisted, tearing fair the furrow of…
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Beating hearts and opera choirs quake and snapthe pulled-taut strings of my ruddy heart;I—unsure of self—gaze upon the draining colors of the canvas,saccharine and muted, like a pressed gut-core sung to my soul; I have loved all I love; butwill I live to see it all again? Nico Behrens is a poet and writer currently…
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Beseeching from the beginning Upon cinnamon bark Foliage of vibrant coral A trail of cerise Reaching for the ceiling That wishes to be gilded in golden amber And a cerulean cascade Yet, it is blanketed by the silver and slate Kept safe until the And still Oh, still is there an astounding hope For goldenrod…
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Samantha Couch is the author of this piece.
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