Sarah D Kirchner

The Generation of Speaking out and the Spoken Word

by Nicole Patano ’22 – I’m an advocate of nonviolence, so I don’t want to keep beating the dead horse. Because the more we hear, the less we feel, the same we act. And we forget to react and retract. It’s a fact that our actions speak louder than our words. The silence is deafening. If […]

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Fireside

by Daniel Carrero ’23 Camp was at its end, and they celebrated. Bright smiling teeth illuminated what the absent moonlight couldn’t. Music played and people danced, arms and hips mirrored in swinging shadows. The pitch blackness of the woods was kept at bay by the fire, resting at the edges of the camp, waiting for […]

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The End of the Jetty

by Sarah McLaughlin ’23   When I step onto the final rock, I turn back to look at the coastline. The harbor is lined with white boats, nestled like piano keys against the rocky shore. From there, the water extends—past the horizon, beyond anything I can see. I’ve never reached the end before, but my […]

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To The One Whom This Is For

by Sarah Heavren ’21   I remember, Thinking of days gone by, That this started With the blink of an eye.  Before I was ready, Somehow I knew By some way at some time I’d be with you.  You were the first to listen And the first to enjoy The witty and clever Humor that […]

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Candy Heart Warnings

by Sarah Kirchner ’21   It’s another late night at the office, which has become typical for almost the whole month. We’re behind on reports, and Frank keeps asking me to stay and work on them, so I have. I know I deserve a raise, but I’m too nervous to ask. It isn’t too bad, […]

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Tiff and Earl

Dear Tiff and Earl, I just found out my roommate is taking the same person to Senior Ring Weekend as me. What happens now? Sincerely, Throuple Trouble   Dear Throuble, The only answer is sabotage. Have your roommate’s outfit conveniently disappear and/or accidentally trashed (you could have some fun with that). Although in actuality, this […]

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November’s Dead

by Sean Tobin ’20 Here, November, warmth retires— Rush to start the Winter fires! Yet the Sun has not retreated And left him for whom It’s needed Without the glow which inspires. And on the dead for which It’s whitest; Yes, brighter, nay, the brightest; Now on them shall It remain, Now, on them, who […]

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