The Man with the Golden Arm

On a warm golden hazed summer day, the Sheridans’ home buzzed with excitement as they prepared for their upcoming garden party. Laura, being the “artistic one,” flies about their home arranging and exploring the chaos. Her entire life is charming- utterly bursting…

In novel, Toms says, “He gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone—he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and, far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling. Involuntarily I glanced seaward—and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock…

“What kind of man are you?” After half a minute without a response, Amorette maneuvered her body back to face her lord, and he remained plastered to the ground, writhing in his own shame, his own flaws. “You are not what I thought,” The king let out a light sigh, and…

imaginative form. Panini’s use of light, scale, perspective and juxtaposition illustrates the Roman historian Livy’s tale of Marcus Curtius. Analysing this work helps viewers understand that although the beautiful architecture of Rome inspires but, its ‘arms and valor’ were its most dear possessions. The work showcasts a landscape full of famous Roman buildings in the background and the story of Marcus Curtius in the foreground. Intricate lines are used for sharp detail, highlighting the…

centuries, stories, plays, songs have embraced this concept. However, by having a woman, named Medea, triumph over a man, Euripides shatters the concept of differences between genders for the first time. Euripides’ description of Medea is that of a clever sorceress who will never stop to achieve her goal. At the beginning of the story, Medea is depicted as a woman who is madly in love with a man whose name is Jason, “ Then my mistress Medea would not have sailed to the fortress of Iolcus' land,…

the longhaired pirate moved closer. “Antonio” A gruff voice asked. Looking up swiping the sweat from his eyes he smiled at the other. “Do you sing?” He asked catching the brunette off guard. Antonio blinked twice his green eye regarding the taller man. Finally he smiled sweetly and nodded. Andrea sat down next to the patch listening to the soft tune. A small smile played on the pirates lips…

her short story collection The Golden Apples. Secondary to her utilization of myth and fairy tale is the accompanying gender role reversal evident in her re-structuration and characterization of the traditional tales that she chooses to interpret. However, the fact that scholars like Rebecca Mark, Joseph Millichap, and Lauren Berlant endeavor to apply that same feminist criticism to her entire body of work rather than solely to her short story collection, The Golden Apples, adds an additional…

Me and Jakiem were exhausted, so we slept behind Golden Corral. Just in case we got hungry we had a good food source because they toss a lot of food out. We went to sleep and in the middle of the night, Jakiem asked, “You think this is a good spot to sleep at?” I answered, “Well obviously, now go to sleep…

painted with oil on canvass which created a “smooth, enamel-like surface of the painting, the blended brushstrokes [were] used to convey the details so precisely.” (The State Hermitage Museum, 2017) The painting is 45x55 cm, is found in a beautiful golden frame, and is painted in the colors that are characteristic of the Rococo period and of Fragonard’s pastoral…

Her perky alert nipples stand hard like two pink Bisoprolol pills. Her Kawaii shaped viridian eyes will end up staring at me with a concurrent void of intimacy and distance, when it's time to Man yoghurt on her phizog. Her Cupid- bow lips joined by ridges of a defined philtrum, which I'm intimately acquainted with by all measures of fellatio, although never shared a husband's peck that's systematically planted on a wife's ever increasing flabby cheek; when leaving for the good-old nine to five.…