Category: Portfolio

Beware the Ides of Career Fair 

  by Aidan Lerner ’22  I think the Career Fair would have been a great place to croak. I mean, kick the bucket in a dramatic fashion.  I walk in there with the stylish, pressed suit my dad picked out for me. I am dressed to the nines, with perfectly styled hair and an aroma […]

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Pre-K Church

by Kate Ward ’23 Over the past two years I have been engaged in a long-winded legal battle. A decision was finally made and I have lost my church building as a result. Now it’s up to me to find a new place for my congregation to meet, and even worse: It’s Saturday and I […]

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Tiff and Earl

Dear Tiff & Earl, How do I protect myself from contracting the PC Plague? Everyone has walking pneumonia and keeps lifting their mask in the middle of class to cough and sneeze. Sincerely, At Least It’s Not COVID Dear At Least It’s Not COVID, Believe you me, I know it’s hard when you’re the only […]

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A Woman Named Camilla

by Taylor Maguire ’24 I moved to Boston during a very epochal phase of my life. The studio I came upon by chance and moved into last November was nestled in between coffee shops and boutiques that sold jewelry more expensive than my rent; it was a complete hidden gem. It had the occasional mouse […]

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Listomania

  Who Should Perform At Late Night Madness? Strictly Speaking Special Guest Anaclastic Friar Dom and Huxley as a duet The Yodeling Kid (Mason Ramsey) The Wiggles Dixie D’Amelio Trisha Paytas Lil Nas X’s baby The PC Pep Band Father Shanley Alabama sorority girls Fifth graders doing the Whip and Nae-Nae The Hype House

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me, eric, layla, & a brick wall

by Marelle Hipolito ’22 Music seeps through the brick wall “It’s too loud!” I bang in response.  Music grows louder and louder My patience shrinks smaller and thinner and it’s back and forth for a while. Monday Tuesday Wednesday, bang bang bang I’m drowned out by the music! I have no choice,  I learn to […]

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When Were; You and I: A Hedge Stone among the Graveyard of Artistic Demise

By Max Gilman ’25   Tell them tales,  Entwine them with snaring literary truths,  Yet they slip through,  They,  Slip through the spiked thorns amongst them,  And,  Carry on,  And so begins the cycle again,  Yet the outcome is the same,  But now,  They,  Are experienced in slipping through the thorns,  What is it man […]

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stranger on a plane

by Marelle Hipolito ’22   flight delayed, NYC heavy rains “sit tight,” the pilot said. I sit tight and look out the window It’s a cloudy night I sit tight and look at the people in the seats around me Business suit, foot tapping anxiously Khaki shorts, humming a song softly And just like me, […]

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Parking Passes: But At What Cost?

by Kathryn Libertini ’23  This week, when walking through the Fennel parking lot, I witnessed a black Jeep getting towed. Behind it, a student, presumably on the phone with a fellow student, exclaimed, “Bro they’re towing my car right now, my parents are gonna kill me. What? Yeah, I had tickets. No, I didn’t pay […]

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Scarlet Paint/The Red Sand

by Max Gilman ’25   Heat grew over the paint-stroked sky, He looked up, his gaze meeting light blue heavens, His leg could be heard dragging from miles away, Hours passed as he made his way, slowly, through the sea of ruptured stone, How many of these stones must have been broken down to create […]

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