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FACT: You Can’t Spell Christmas Without MSIC

  • Uncategorized | Dec.09, 2010

    FACT: You Can’t Spell Christmas Without MSIC

    What Follow is the best Christmas play list you’ve ever seen. For your convenience and my amusement, I have ascribed each song with a one-word description.

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  • News | Dec.09, 2010

    Unfunny

    unfunny the comic time alone

    like vaudeville misdeed in an uncommon

    era of thieves. how little I have slept

    with thought of comedy and crackle,

    coffin and dove. where have I gone? up river

    and over? no matter, they proceed

    like the business of the moon.

    perhaps i amble in peace of the dawn

    or trickle like spring in the crevice.

    perhaps i ruffle and tumble

    in the lay of my brain.

    i don’t know. they don’t know.

    but they must have known, like business

    of moon and wave and flood. daily business.

    they must have known

    when the coffin and the dove

    made business of love. must have known

    when we made business of man

    and lived in the aftermath

    with coffee and sun and ticket stub.

    they must have known. i must have known.

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  • News | Dec.09, 2010

    Awaiting May

    It’s summer. Eleanor’s roses’ petals

    land in the sandy-fallow soil that

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  • News | Dec.09, 2010

    Christmas Haikus

    There’s black ice outside.

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  • Uncategorized | Dec.09, 2010

    All I Want for Christmas…

    Season’s greetings, compadres, from the (self- proclaimed) sexiest section on The Cowl.

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  • Opinion | Dec.09, 2010

    Tiffany & Earl

    Dear Tiffany and Earl,

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  • News | Dec.09, 2010

    Caverns

    I should leave now

    Here I say too much

    Shouting aimlessly into the caverns between us

    An effort to fill them

    Or propel outward again from the depths

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  • News | Dec.09, 2010

    Frilly the Frosted Snowflake

    Frilly the frosted snowflake was born inside a cloud in the frigid December sky. She was not born alone, for no snowflake is ever born alone. She developed her crystallized prongs and the sheen of her frosty skin by feeding on the nutritious moisture that passed through the cloud. She spent her maturing days fluttering through the confines of her home and touching the outstretched prongs of other snowflakes, her brotherly and sisterly ones, while whistling her humor into the passing breezes.

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  • Opinion | Dec.09, 2010

    Letter to the Editor

    Being a recent graduate of Providence College, I sometimes peruse The Cowl online. As a journalist—albeit a bad one—I occasionally find myself wanting to respond to a commentary. Yet, until now, I have restrained myself. After all, The Cowl is campus business, and although I may be a “Friar for life,” I have left the novitiate that is PC. After reading Mr. Macasaquit’s recent assault on Christmas, however, I cannot help but make it my business once again.

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  • Uncategorized | Dec.09, 2010

    A&E Loves Christmas Music

    BOOTS THE KILLERS

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