April 4, 2020

Posts from "Poetry"

  • Poetry | Sep.26, 2019

    Fresh, Never Frozen

    by Sarah Heavren ’21 I’m fresh, never frozen. My thoughts are not cold. They’re living and breathing, Never growing old. I’m fresh, never frozen. I want to be heard. My thoughts have some value. It’s what they deserve. I’m fresh,…

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  • Portfolio | Sep.26, 2019

    Confiscated Dreams

    by Jessica Polanco ’20 Laying down and looking at the stars. This was all they dreamt about. The feeling of the prickly grass on the back of their heads and chatting about their dreams. They created plans that night about…

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  • Poetry | Sep.26, 2019

    Rainforest Rain

    by Gabriela Baron ’20 The sky turns a soft gray and skeleton trees breathe in life as the wind compels them to stretch out their arms. Animals in the forest scurry, smelling the imminent rain. Red cardinals take shelter in…

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  • Poetry | Sep.26, 2019

    As the Darkness Poured Over

    by Grace O’Connor ’22 We sped down the never ending road I could see the worried look on his face As his grip tightened on the steering wheel The trees outside the window blended together As they erased into the…

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  • Features | Sep.26, 2019

    Listomania: Things I Thought I Would Have Done By Now

    Written my memoir Gone to class Proposed my thesis Gotten out of bed Applied to graduate school Taken the LSAT Declared my major Been to Slavin 108 Learned how to make toast Seen any Quentin Tarantino movie Done laundry Called…

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  • Features | Sep.26, 2019

    Tiff and Earl

    Dear Tiff and Earl, It’s been a quiet week on campus. Almost too quiet. Do either of you know what is going on? Sincerely, Increasingly Alarmed   Dear Al, There are some things they don’t teach you in Civ. Don’t…

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  • Portfolio | Sep.19, 2019

    The Circus

    by Sarah Kirchner ’21 The smell of popcorn filled the tent. The entire tent smelt of sweets and peanuts. All sorts of smells spread through the high top, and I stood at the entrance taking it all in. Everything seemed…

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  • Portfolio | Sep.19, 2019

    Layered White Bricks

    by Jessica Polanco ’20 I haven’t spoken to him in years but he called me over the other day. I had the time so I flew in. As I arrive at his house, I realize a piece of his land…

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  • Poetry | Sep.19, 2019

    here’s to the boys

    by Marelle Hipolito ’22 here’s to the boys who held me up when I was falling apart here’s to the boys who gave me their entire heart  here’s to the boys who wiped away every tear here’s to the boys…

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  • Poetry | Sep.19, 2019

    Where the Rain Goes

    by Sam Ward ’21 It is tell me where the rain goes Not tell me what to think Stagnated growth // forget that oath. Simple thoughts translate so well. But dress them up and you protect yourself from being understood (that’s…

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