by Mariela Flores ’23 There is someone following me. I can hear their footsteps and the way that they mimic my own. Their smell is familiar and strong, and it makes me sick to my stomach. They follow me as I go left and right, they follow me as I step onto the bus and […]
by Tom Brainy ’21 As the zombie plague spreads across the eastern United States, Providence College has been largely unaffected. The walls built in the beginning of the semester to separate the campus from surrounding neighborhoods appear to have succeeded in their purpose of protecting students from the disease—until now, that is. Last Saturday, some […]
Carole Baskin Guillotine-decapitated Marie Antoinette The fly on Mike Pence’s head Father Shanley Among Us characters My midterm grades Ruth Bader Ginsburg COVID-19 vaccine Murder hornet Whipped coffee Sourdough bread Sexy postal worker (#buysomestamps) A ballot Andrew Cuomo Fran and Dot Anything respectful of other cultures
by Kate Ward ’23 Like every other house on the street, their house was modern: a sleek black exterior with a white interior and a veiny granite counter. The house was sparsely decorated and resembled an emergency room in its cleanliness. It seemed to have a permanent draft as the tan curtains always fluttered as […]
Churning, black whirlpool Or six-headed snapping jaws— The hero must choose. by Sarah McLaughlin ’23 I crawl black of night I howl the full of the moon I am one of you by Marelle Hipolito ’22 Now I lay me down, I wish he would let me sleep. Demon of my life. by […]
A Real Deal By Ellie Forster ’24 “It’ll save you a fortune,” the man with different colored eyes said as he snapped his gum. She looked skeptically at the small green capsule in her palm. “Why haven’t I heard of it before?” she asked. “I’m glad you asked darlin’! The big oil companies don’t want […]
by Anna Pomeroy ’24 I feel you lurking–– Peering your head out from behind the wall. Your glaring presence disrupts the vision from the corner of my eye. I quickly turn my cheek, hoping to catch a glimpse–– Reassurance that maybe I am just crazy, or perhaps I am dying. Sweat beads begin to trace […]
by Mariela Flores ’23 There is a distinct smell of freshly made sweet bread that clings to the air. All of the colors in the world seem to be culminating here, in a faraway land I feel more at home in than home. My Spanish is less impressive here than it is amongst my monolingual […]
by Grace O’Connor ’22 I was a glass doll stuck to a white shelf People would step back and admire, but comment on my silence I was fragile, and kept on a shelf high above from all the danger that crept below Every crack in me was patched and all the dust cleared off I […]
by Marelle Hipolito ’22 Wet sand on my pillow from falling asleep at the beach Crumbs on the table from when we were too hungry to sleep Bent bottle caps strewn to every corner of the room Only thing missing is any trace of you I always thought that after London, Paris, and Rome You […]