Short stories I have written over the past five years that I may never finish-ranging from a preacher who lied about the word of God to a little girl with monsters in her basement, these are all stories I wrote myself and may never continue. In the words of Mr. Keating from Dead Poets Society, a yawp is a loud cry or yell. Walt Whitman once said that "I sound my barbaric yawp over the rooftops of the world." People yawp to call out in despair or victory or anger. It is your mark on the world. And maybe these stories will be mine.
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