by Fiona Clarke ’23 I hesitate to claim outright that there are questions that are just bad (read: bizarre, intrusive, or just stupid) no matter the asker or of whom they are asked and no matter the time nor the place. Doctors, priests, and old people in general have a fair amount of elbow room in […]
by Grace O’Connor ’22 She slowly heals as time pulls her forward. She holds tight onto the past like an old stuffed animal, As she is afraid of what the future will hold. The future is a sky stuffed with millions of stars. She is mesmerized by the stars that look down at her. She […]
Wolf howls (in chorus) Flood warning notification (why is it so loud?) The water dripping from the leak in my ceiling The toilet in my apartment randomly flushing in the middle of the night My freezer deciding it’s broken Roommates brushing teeth very loudly People aggressively slamming their dishes onto the Ray dish return Footsteps […]
by Sarah McLaughlin ’23 There are countless bird-related trivia facts I like to spout over the dinner table, during walks to class, or in the delirium of three a.m. roommate conversations, but my favorite might be the fact that there is no scientific difference between pigeons and doves. Did you know that the sooty-looking birds […]
by Taylor Rogers ’24 Green ribbons greedily grow, Spilling out of their small pots Like humans, they reach for the stars, Traveling higher and higher Diligently, I water these tiny ribbons, Watching keenly as they grow They steal from the soil below them, Clinging onto miniscule buds of water As they grow, they […]
When I should die, think only this of me: That there’s some weathered notebook tucked away Behind the dusty novels. My childhood reads These words—these words my childhood shapes From airy nothing into lines and scenes. With ballpoint tip to page, with blue ink running dry, I scratch and dot my i’s and cross […]
Can’t See the flow of the colors Stopped Feeling the breath of the wind Hollowness calling your name Do you fall back in? Come to me Looking around no one’s there So back to the grind instead Put pencil to paper and write beautiful words But the creative voice can’t be […]
A guest may often ask his or her host this question: “Do you have a bathroom?” Some people call this an inane or insane question. I, however, think it’s both perfectly ane and sane. I am suspicious by nature and can sympathize with someone afflicted with reasonable doubt as to whether his host possesses […]
I was fifteen years old when I decided I could handle the weight of being “sexy” for their love. I could put on the right clothes, give the right looks, say just the right things––– until they couldn’t get enough of me, trapping them in my prose. I was fifteen years old […]
Like my tiny, overgrown succulents and plants, I naturally lean towards the sun. Sun for me is like water for fish, its harsh rays embracing me in the same way the ocean delicately wraps herself around a fish’s entire being. The sun and her beautiful rays call out to me daily, begging for me […]