Alyssa Gray

Joined March 2021

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The Four Horseman
Drought Once lush and verdant, now cracked, dry, and desolate without water, dead. Flood We need it to live, a drop can give life, grow food,
By Alyssa Gray3 years ago in Poets
It’s Raining Cats and Dogs
The trucks bumped along the narrow dirt road, slowly winding up the mountain outside of Jefferson City. Inside each were as many volunteers and professional animal rescuers as could be found.
By Alyssa Gray4 years ago in Petlife
On the Topic of Regret: A Resolution from the Underground
On a hot summer day five years ago, I was still waiting for the jet lag to wear off at the beginning of a month-long trip in Germany. I had just finished my last semester of college and the trip was the culmination of an international reporting course. For myself and 17 other students, the objective was to report on the refugee crisis and find a unique angle to cover it.
By Alyssa Gray4 years ago in Psyche
A Hero to All, But Especially Me
Dear Button, It’s funny, knowing how close we are now, to look back at the first words I ever said to you—or rather, about you. Mom had just brought you home from the hospital and set you on the couch in your carrier next to me. The moment she left the room, I pushed you—carrier and all—off the couch. When she rushed in, wondering why the baby was now on the ground crying, I angrily replied, “I don’t like it. Take it back.”
By Alyssa Gray5 years ago in Viva
Scientists Really Did Try to Extract DNA from Amber Like in ‘Jurassic Park’
Many people are enticed by the idea of a real life Jurassic Park, though perhaps without the mass casualties experienced in the movie “Jurassic Park.” Despite the death and dismemberment that occurred, the film nonetheless managed to capture viewers and reignite an interest—dare I say a love?—for those creatures that walked the Earth some 230 million years before us.
By Alyssa Gray5 years ago in FYI
Pass it On
Glancing around the room at the seven faces of the dead on the wall, and the coffee table where cash, a notebook, and a gun lay, Dan briefly thought he’d wandered into some hitman’s apartment rather than his own. He supposed to outside eyes, the dwellings of both killers and those who track them must often look the same.
By Alyssa Gray5 years ago in Fiction