Melanie Gapany

Stories

Flipping

The truck cut me off so quickly I don’t even remember reacting. Something instinctual in me turned the wheel. It was too sharp. As soon as the car went airborne, the first thing I felt was a strange sense of serenity. They always tell you time slows down when these things happen, and for once,  ...

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Projects

Miami Alive: 2009-2016

When I first moved to Miami, I was 8 and I had no idea what I doing. By 16, nothing had changed, except that my poor choice in friend-making had led to me also develop a burning dislike of my hometown. Like many teens, I wanted out, I wanted ‘anywhere but here’, and at 20 I got it.  ...

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Essays

THE PUPPY TAKES IT ALL

Recently, we’ve welcomed a new puppy into our home. Brisket, as we have come to call him, is supposedly a mix between a Lancashire Heeler and a Chihuahua…or so we think. Over time, the longer the little thing lives with us, the more I have come to entertain the idea that maybe he is fact part  ...

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Essays

It’s a Mad World – Obamapolean

Back in the days of my Livejournal and Blogger, I used to recap current events and random finds I found worthy. Not only did it serve as an outlet for me to voice my opinions and ideas about things, but it also offered a unique opportunity to reach out to people and organizations that would  ...

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Essays

LOST IN TRANSLATION: PENNIES AND PENISES

When you come from a family of immigrants, its not surprising that you end up with a lot of friends that are also immigrants. It is also not any more surprising that those friends are often adept in many different languages. While a lot of friends speak Creole, French, or Spanish, some are  ...

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Poetry

NATIONAL WRITING DAY 2011: BACON HAIKUS

Bacon, you delicious creation. Today, on National Writing Day, I will honor you, with haikus. I nachos and burgers and loaded baked potatoes without bacon? NO! II I think of your curls those lusty greasy ribbons you give pig purpose III you, in the morning release your succulent air in my mouth  ...

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