November 22, 2019

Posts from "Features"

  • Features | Nov.14, 2019

    Friartire: And We Thought Chicken Nugget Thursday Was the Best It Could Get

    by Young, Dumb, and Broke ’20 This weekend, the Class of 2020 gathered together to celebrate their past three years in Friartown for the annual Senior Ring Weekend. Due to budget cuts, the biggest event of the weekend, the Saturday…

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  • Features | Nov.14, 2019

    Listomania: Things that should be Yankee Candle scents

    Eaton Street Cafe Mozz Sticks Eau de Paul Rudd Nug day The Cowl fresh off the press Insomnia cookies Dunkin’ McPhail’s milkshakes (all of them in one candle with mix-ins) McDermott Nail polish remover Gasoline The smell of defeat Harry…

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  • Features | Nov.14, 2019

    Tiff and Earl

    Dear Tiff and Earl, Help, my roommates think it’s too early to start decorating for Christmas, but I already put my tree up! Is my blow-up Santa too much? Sincerely, Stocking Stuffer   Dear Stocking Stuffer,  You’re merely temporarily relocating…

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  • Poetry | Nov.14, 2019

    Day and Night

    by Sarah Heavren ’21 It’s always darkest Before the dawn Darkness is still there Before it’s gone.  There’s always the hope Of a new day. But there’s still the wait While the night fades.  Good things are to come. There’s…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.14, 2019

    Splash

    by Sarah McLaughlin ’23 I hear it as I push away the last needled branch that stands between me and the open clearing. I’ve always been fascinated by frogs. When I was two years old, toddling around barefoot in my…

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  • Poetry | Nov.14, 2019

    It Slowly Slipped Away

    by Grace O’Connor ’22 She looked in the mirror and took a deep breath Today was the day her life would change She looked down at her newly polished nails as her heart drummed in her chest Time was going…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.08, 2019

    Fireside

    by Daniel Carrero ’23 Camp was at its end, and they celebrated. Bright smiling teeth illuminated what the absent moonlight couldn’t. Music played and people danced, arms and hips mirrored in swinging shadows. The pitch blackness of the woods was…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.08, 2019

    The End of the Jetty

    by Sarah McLaughlin ’23   When I step onto the final rock, I turn back to look at the coastline. The harbor is lined with white boats, nestled like piano keys against the rocky shore. From there, the water extends—past…

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  • Poetry | Nov.07, 2019

    To The One Whom This Is For

    by Sarah Heavren ’21   I remember, Thinking of days gone by, That this started With the blink of an eye.  Before I was ready, Somehow I knew By some way at some time I’d be with you.  You were…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.07, 2019

    Candy Heart Warnings

    by Sarah Kirchner ’21   It’s another late night at the office, which has become typical for almost the whole month. We’re behind on reports, and Frank keeps asking me to stay and work on them, so I have. I…

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