Never had I thought that it woud have come to this. The aftertaste of my afternoon coffee was still in my mouth. Bitter, a sprig of lemon peel seemed to have made it onto my palatte while I was drinking. Suddently, the average day became more beautiful than all the rest of my life. This sunlight today was more beautiful to me than the the light that hit me the day I was brought out from my mothers womb. Death is the greater cause of appreciation for life than birth.  The ornate porcelain cup in my hand seemed to have exploded, sending twinkling white shards of clay both backwards toward the storefront's windowand downwards into my lap. Each piece hitting the napkin covering my lap was like a drop of rain landing in a still lake, 34 in total....

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The above is a sampling of a young writers work. I didn't even share the best parts in the sampling. Nothing gives me more joy than providing a platform that brings talent to the surface. Recently, I joined the development committee for the Pennsylvania Ballet and I cannot wait to share some stories of dance and drama. I may even have a Gotham outing that includes the ballet. Maybe the beauty of dance with draw even New Yorkers to the City of Brotherly Love!