Leaving Misery

This story is about a guy who returns to his home town during a college break to find things not how he left them.  I have never attended Mizzou or ever met the people in the story; my story is fictional. It is a short story I wrote in my creative writing class Junior year of college – in March 2005. I had a final version I turned in at the close of the semester, but I seem to have misplaced it. Things I fixed in the final edition: 1. there was more back story to the main character’s house in the college town and his relationship and 2. the main character does not meet with his former girlfriend so coincidentally. Maybe I’ll fix it up and make it better another day?

Jeremy Karnowski

3/28/2005

Leaving Misery

The map of Missouri had always been in the glove compartment, and yet Mark decided to randomly seek out directions south of the highway. He was running on intuition, and it paid off, for quickly he leaned back the driver’s chair and cruised down the road toward what would seem like a skyscraper in the midst of fields and trees. As he drove under the bridge separating the sections of the hospital, he saw the giant letters of Boone Hospital illuminated under spotlights. He passed his birthplace and he drove into the heart of the campus town of Columbia, Missouri.

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Of Small Matters

Unclear how sight must be to turn aside
The grace of finer bits of treasured beings.
Focused not on fibers pure, a loss brings
Mistaken view on that which eyes abide.
Grander things amidst the view turn the tide
Of trivial delights with weathered wings.
Life proposed, knowing not that while it sings,
Perchance gave of its life to those who died.
But with regard to things of nature small
Does not the drop of glistened dew give rise
To further lake and stream, which gathers all,
Guiding forces in masterful disguise.
Matters not their strength, for in proportion,
Strong attractors bestow their devotion.

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