Category: Poetry

New Year’s Eve

Anna Pomeroy ’23 As the year’s clock begins to wind down, I am reminded of the infinite cycle that begins every new year. As it strikes midnight, we cheer and clink glasses filled with bubbly and Ambitious hopes for the next months to follow.   Our warming smiles are not the only thing that lights […]

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The Shattered Ornament

Taylor Rogers ’24 I left a glittering ball of green at your doorstep, Knowing the emerald hue was a color you adored.  Patiently, the sphere sits outside, Waiting for your comforting touch to pull it off the empty porch.   The ornament watches the world in awe, As December rips off her white jacket,  Letting […]

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A Cry from the Heart

Toni Rendon ’24 A cry from the heart   Echoes through the night  It soars among the stars   And heads towards the light    A cry from the heart  Can be heard up high   When a true love’s kiss  Turns out to be a lie    A cry from the heart  Is a somber tune  It […]

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I Wish

Mariela Flores ’23   I wish I could float inside the slits you let open  like a seed in a line ready to sink and to grow. I wish I could dive   into your veins and feel your hot blood crash against me.  I want nothing more than to burn from the spark in the […]

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Five Ways to Look at Hands

by Mariela Flores ’23 ONE  I fashion a gun out of cold flesh,   and point it directly at my enemy.   There is no hesitation in this kill,   you are at the mercy of my hands.      TWO  When the wind turns my bones stiff   and the ground is frozen,   warm hands find my flesh   and […]

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Rule Book

AJ Worsley ’22   get down on your knees  rub your face across the grass tickle your cheek with excitement, you feel something.   drive to the water, one hand on the wheel, your other is holding on to life. you haven’t felt alive in a minute.   the skylines reek of hope but you […]

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Umbrella

Anna Pomeroy ’23   They say it’s bad luck to open an umbrella indoors. I never seemed to understand that–– Why not be granted the extra protection before you even step outdoors? It’s rather a challenge, standing down the hall of my mudroom As I glare down the open door drowned with rainpour. It’s a […]

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The Fried Chicken Song

by Marelle Hipolito ’22   I ate some fried chicken yesterday It tasted good to eat my worries away  I saw my friend in the hallway  But I hit a locker and it took my breath away I went to stats, we had a happy frappy Made me realize that my life was so crappy  […]

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Painting

by Taylor Rogers ’24   The rainbow is lazily scattered on my hands,  Reminding me of my past actions. Its prominent hues contrast with my tanned skin,  Standing out like patches of blue sky peeking through a lush, green forest.   Like my hands, my canvas is also stained,  Attempting to display my emotions.  From […]

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The Bulldog of Bergen

by Fiona Clarke ’23   On adumbrate days, I am the Bulldog of Bergen,  And in real time I untangle the long and short  Of it, the empty light and heavy weather,  The sprints and standstills and downs and outs.  Me and my ill-begotten dream—  We go hand in hand down these irregular streets,  Hand […]

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