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Walker Crosby Wins GCAA Tournament in Augusta, GA
With Crosby’s motivation and determination, this will probably be the first of many wins to come for the budding Paladin star.
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Walker Crosby Wins GCAA Tournament in Augusta, GA
With Crosby’s motivation and determination, this will probably be the first of many wins to come for the budding Paladin star.
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Walker Crosby Wins GCAA Tournament in Augusta, GA
With Crosby’s motivation and determination, this will probably be the first of many wins to come for the budding Paladin star.
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Walker Crosby Wins GCAA Tournament in Augusta, GA
With Crosby’s motivation and determination, this will probably be the first of many wins to come for the budding Paladin star.
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Walker Crosby Wins GCAA Tournament in Augusta, GA
With Crosby’s motivation and determination, this will probably be the first of many wins to come for the budding Paladin star.
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Walker Crosby Wins GCAA Tournament in Augusta, GA
With Crosby’s motivation and determination, this will probably be the first of many wins to come for the budding Paladin star.
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Walker Crosby Wins GCAA Tournament in Augusta, GA
With Crosby’s motivation and determination, this will probably be the first of many wins to come for the budding Paladin star.
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Walker Crosby Wins GCAA Tournament in Augusta, GA
With Crosby’s motivation and determination, this will probably be the first of many wins to come for the budding Paladin star.

Ars Poetica: For When the Smoke Clears

Amanda Cordle beautifully articulates emotions of loss and belonging in her new original poem.
Too often we overlook the balance of nature — Cordle's words remind us not to.
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Poetry is a language

I know best when I lose myself

when I am nothing but a mirage

of who I could have

should have been

before I choked on the ash of perfection and  

burnt myself to the ground  

Some nights, the words flow easily across the page

like stars against the ink-black sky

reminding me that tragically beautiful  

is simply a poet’s term for desolation  

That the stars we wonder at  

are dying, burning to nothing. That

poetry is both a solace and a cage

Despondency has a way of making itself a muse

For I have loved the words so much

that they’ve absorbed me  

made me a slave to the ebbs and flows  

of sadness for the sake of an  

art I will always run home to

I have forgotten to write of beauty  

have forgotten to write of wild lilacs  

in the forest, and the orange streaked sky  

at sunset. I have forgotten the balance of nature--

her seasons

her decay  

her bloom

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