January 16, 2019

Posts from "Poetry"

  • Poetry | Apr.12, 2018

    Our Song

    by Marelle Hipolito ’21   I was looking out the window Humming to the radio When suddenly it came on My heart skipped a beat I leaned forward in my seat and pressed the button to turn it right off…

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  • Portfolio | Apr.12, 2018

    Writer’s Block: “The envelope in my mailbox had no return address.”

    TWO WRITERS, ONE LINE: “The envelope in my mailbox had no return address.”   by Marisa Gonzalez ’18   The envelope in my mailbox had no return address. At first, I was quite shocked. Why would someone want to remain…

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  • Portfolio | Apr.12, 2018

    White-Out

    by Marisa DelFarno ’18   Three towering walls wrap around Henry. The dull, plain looking bricks laid out around him resemble grey fish scales. The fourth wall consists of thick rust-rotted bars lined up high in unison. The room is…

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  • Features | Mar.15, 2018

    Tiff & Earl

    Dear Tiff and Earl, I have a housing crisis.  One of my friends wants to live with me next year, but I don’t want to live with them.  How do I break this to them without ruining the friendship? Sincerely,…

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  • Features | Mar.15, 2018

    Listomania: Reactions to Our Midterm Grades

    Screaming into the Void Begging Our Professors for Mercy Throwing Our Laptops out the Window Burning Our Textbooks Transferring Changing Our Majors Entering the Witness Protection Program Opening a Café in Mexico Eating Donuts Planning Our Own Funerals Getting Massages…

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  • Poetry | Mar.15, 2018

    Stargazing

    by Marisa DelFarno ’18

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  • Poetry | Mar.15, 2018

    Dear Freshman

    by Kiley McMahon ’20   A prospective student Who wants to feel Comfortable and warm, And confident and excited, About coming to her new school.   I know how it feels To be a nervous freshman, Hesitant to show off…

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  • Portfolio | Mar.15, 2018

    Sunday Starvation

    by Jay Willett ’20   The terrain was drenched in the heavy snow—New England had not been kind to my travels, but I still trekked on. My car had broken down around SR-3, and since it was the apocalypse, there…

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  • Portfolio | Mar.15, 2018

    Dust

    by David Martineau ’18   Flipping the switch reveals a universe in motes of dust. They hang in the heavy air, immobile but active. Scintillating like a thousand stars that have appeared to fill the foyer, they seem to wish…

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  • Poetry | Mar.15, 2018

    (UN)-ordinary

    by Connor Zimmerman ’20   There is no such thing as ordinary. This word and others are just labels Used by people who lack true vocabulary. These phrases just make people feel enabled To disregard each other. In reality, everybody…

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