Category: Portfolio – Poetry

The Extremist

You want it to be normal.Before the drowning,Before she reached the bottom,Hit rewind.Silence.Fast forward. Instead of too much,Now it’s too little,And her skin hangs off her disappointed frame,Chanting the same wordsThat dug the hole so long ago. It’s only been three years,And you don’t know how much longer you can standThis unplanned alternate world,Where you […]

Sydney Cloutier ’27

Instinct

Fast and sharp,the depths are cool and confined.Yet, there’s miles of blue,salt in my gills,invigorate my hunger. I don’t know what I’m hungry for.I hear each stealth movement,creases in the water,low and undefined,I’m enormous and alone. I wait for the next tide,the next shift of a surfboard,the sunlight only infiltrates when it decides.Why am I […]

Grace Pappadellis ’29

The Boy Who Spoke to Shadows

The little boy walks where the light refuses to go, Where he finds his friends waiting for him. He hears whispers that slip between walls, Words meant for no one else. He speaks back softly, As if they were mirrors of a life he has yet to live.  He once laughed when the shadows danced around his ankles, Thinking they were […]

Riley Linehan ’29

After the Hand Withdrew

Frankenstein’s creature was born not from dust,but from trembling hands that feared their own genius.The spark of life given to him was like the firewhich Prometheus stole from the heavens.And oh, what destructionthe kidnapped, red flower has caused,by stirring the flesh which should have stayed sleeping.All caused by a twisted creator who could not handlethe […]

Hanna Boudreau ’28

Bewitched

It feels like I’m being bewitched,Something pulling me in,Something stitched. It feels like you are always around,Dancing with a flame,Getting bound. It feels like I’m under your spell,Assuaging my fears,Nothing left to quell. It feels like your arms are around me,Keeping me safe,Letting me be. It feels like there is some forceThat is pushing me […]

Grace Batsie ’28

The Traveler

The lonesome travelerWith only his pack to tie him to the earthSees the tracks of those who came beforeYet decides to turn the opposite wayHe carves his footprints into the landThe same way the bear digs his claws into the barkI own this landEach step says He knows not of this worldOf the grasses that […]

Ella Bloom ’27

The Comfort Sip

The first sip,I drink in solace.Piping hot,sweet cream, coats my throat. The mug burns,there’s a slight bitterness.It’s only real,it’s only fresh, plain, how it’s supposed to be. To wake up to the warmth,every season passes like winded clouds,across the sky,I clutch my cup, stare out the window with wonder. The liquid feels like music,thrumming through […]

Grace Pappadellis ’29