Stories by Micah Shapiro

Micah Shapiro,

Perhaps Goliath shouldn't be so cocky.

Much Was Said about Form, Sticky Summer Heat, and A Summer Haiku.

Micah Shapiro,

A testimonial on the sinister side of your feline "friends."

Micah Shapiro,

One writer reflects on music, relationships, and a grating experience at the BU Hillel.

Micah Shapiro,

An ode to a lonely, marble bust.

Micah Shapiro,

An original poem.

Micah Shapiro,

"The crawl space under the kitchen was a better adventure: no ghoul, plenty of junk to look at."

Micah Shapiro,

It's 3:48 a.m.