by Sarah Heavren ’21 Mashed potatoes taste better with some lumps. Granola tastes better with a few clumps. French fries taste better when they are crinkled. Raisins taste better when they are wrinkled. Potato chips taste better when they have grooves. Sometimes chunky can taste better than smooth. Milkshakes taste better when they are quite […]
by Erin Lucey ’20 “I will not let you down again,” I say as I hang up the phone. But how can I know that I am the one, Viciously destroying each and every ounce of progress, When all I am trying to do is heal? I hope that one day you will realize, That […]
Love Advice Haikus Flowers, lovers, greed. Never had it but a dream. Smoked, woked, make believe. by Jay Willett ’20 If you are unsure with what to do. Trust yourself, And follow your heart. by Sarah Kirchner ’21 Someday near or far, I know that I will find you, somewhere close or […]
by Jessica Polanco ’20 To survive a little longer, Gather all of the ingredients That bring you life. Set the stove at a low temperature, Place the smallest pot above it with A small amount of precipitation. Once it all hydrates Sprinkle the last bit of hope in your soul. Next, Invite the love of […]
by Sarah Kirchner ’21 It was supposed to be a better day A day of love and a feeling of happiness But then he disappeared. He left me alone for another girl. Days were spent being each other’s. Together we were strong, or at least I thought. It felt like we could do anything, Our […]
by Sarah Heavren ’21 My soul is twisted and tangled like a knot. There are parts that hang while other parts are taut. My emotions and feelings are a jumble. When trying to untangle, my fingers fumble. There is no beginning and there is no end. It’s one giant mess that I can’t understand. I […]
by Grace O’Connor ’22 I woke up wishing I was still asleep It was a cold November morning A shiver went through my body My Yankee blanket not even keeping me warm I don’t have the motivation to wake up I stare at the blue walls around me I won’t be waiting for the last […]
TWO WRITERS, ONE LINE: “I swore to myself that this would be the last time… The Last One By Erin Lucey ’20 Dan I swore to myself that this would be the last time. But as I sift through the pile of potential suspects, I can’t help but torture myself with the thought that I must […]
by Jay Willett ’20 Red is the rising temperature when I’m alone. Red isn’t a goodbye; it’s an awakening. When the dust settles and clears, and the party’s over, there’s just him. Red is the pain I’ve come to know all too well, with his rough edges filled with true loss. Red is worn, engulfing […]
by Sam Ward ’21 I got the heaviest skull and the emptiest stomach. No heart, all construct, Sans act, more dumb luck. “When it’s Time to act, will you conquer?” More Or less a revelation from a Cowardly lion’s conscience. Time can heal but can’t unshoot the messages. So Reload with blanks and try to […]