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2015

Social and Behavioral Sciences

Iowa State University

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Full-Text Articles in Creative Writing

The Hunger Games Are Playing On Loop— And I Am Tired Of Watching, Brianna R. Burke Dec 2015

The Hunger Games Are Playing On Loop— And I Am Tired Of Watching, Brianna R. Burke

English Publications

Say you wanted to take over the world—how would you do it? Let’s agree it looks much like the world we live in today, where some countries hold inordinate power over the lives of people in others; where global systematic racism, the shameful legacy of colonization and imperialism, has contrived to keep many humans poor and struggling. Now, let’s add climate change to that picture. How would you take over the world as landmasses slip underwater due to rising ocean levels, storms become more and more destructive, droughts decimate the agricultural stability of multiple countries (like in ...


Trauma, Play, Memory: Life And Death Are Wearing Me Out And Mo Yan’S Strategies For Writing History As Story, Tonglu Li Aug 2015

Trauma, Play, Memory: Life And Death Are Wearing Me Out And Mo Yan’S Strategies For Writing History As Story, Tonglu Li

World Languages and Cultures Publications

Commonly acclaimed for its black humor, Life and Death Are Wearing Me Out uses the Buddhist concept of reincarnation to follow two families during the second half of the 20th century. The novel exemplifies the strategies through which Mo Yan transforms the violent and absurd events of recent Chinese history into personal memory of historical trauma. It focuses less, however, on those events per se than on the traumatic effects they create on the individual victims, and on the ways through which personal trauma caused by historical atrocities is addressed and healed. This article analyzes three layers of the novel ...


A Letter From An Ex-Boyfriend, Richard Martinez Jun 2015

A Letter From An Ex-Boyfriend, Richard Martinez

Ethos

I’m sitting here slowly breathing next to your shirt you left in my bed. While the scent is lovely, it abruptly reminds me—your smell will always follow and haunt me. But I’m trying to get through; I went out again for the first time in the longest time—something I couldn’t bring myself to do. I held the door, she held my hand; it was all picturesque and typical. Maybe eventually I’ll stop mistaking your face for strangers in the streets.