Adora Svitak's Documents


  • Nighttime in New England

    A girl returns home.

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  • TEDxRedmond Poster

    Official poster for youth conference TEDxRedmond, designed by TEDxRedmond committee member Victoria Bawn.

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  • TEDxRedmond Letter to Sponsors

    TEDxRedmond, an inspirational youth conference, is asking for the public's help.

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  • Trevor

    ³He was a sweet sort of kid.´ It was all the thin man could say. ³Yes,´ said the second²grizzled and beer-bellied from age. ³Yes, that he was. And a good bit more. Probably the most kindhearted soul I¶ve known.´ ³And will ever know, probably,´ said the first, but not darkly. It was true. OFFICER OHLAN: You listen to me now, kid. What¶s your name? [Elaina, have that on the record.] BOY: Trevor, sir. OHLAN: Trevor, for a smart kid you¶ve done some stupid things. JAMESON [unknown given nm/rank]: H

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  • Pictures

    The pictures of her face haunted her, the way they were lined up one by one against the stylized brick-clad wall of her townhouse, as though they were Romanovs in Yekaterinburg about to be shot...only they smiled with absurd created gleefulness, engineered by the hand of some artful photographer. She looked up at the ceiling, where some paintings lay shuffled like dominos about to fall, pushed tightly together on the catwalks. The townhouse was a converted theater. It had been a small artsy type

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  • What's in a Name?

    A protagonist with an unusual name struggles through the first day of school with the implications of his name shadowing him.

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  • My Mother's Daughter

    ³So as I was telling you not a moment ago, Miss Dewinkle, not a moment ago²´ said the surly old fellow, shifting with great importance in his armchair to find a more comfortable position while clasping fat fingers together ³²the business began as a result of my inspiration, my entirely organic inspiration²´ ³Some have alleged that it was not so organic,´ I said questioningly, looking up from my notes. ³Some²pfawfuddle them, they¶re a buncha soggy liars,´ he said viciously, going from a boardroom

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  • Cartography

    A fictional character's thoughts on cartography.

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  • Critical

    Not my usual short story...I felt like it was a little too short, but here it is.

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  • On Biscayne Bay

    I heard a story µbout a piano on a sandbar, says the woman in line who I kind of know from someplace. They say some punk kid put it there²in Biscayne Bay. She says it like it¶s a brand of peanut butter or frozen food²familiar like Birdseye or Aunt Jemima or Jif²not some place halfway across the country where the old people go for vacation once a year. I nod, coolly, and hand the cashier my credit card. The cashier¶s just a kid, maybe nineteen, maybe twenty, with whitish blond hair spiked up on t

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