December 10, 2018

Posts from "Poetry"

  • Poetry | Nov.19, 2018

    Winter Sunrise

    by Erin Venuti ’20 Woke before the sun today, No intent to see it wake. Eyes Pry Open after Some hours. Insufficient — May as well have blinked; Streetlamps still glow, Same as last night’s close. Beyond the window, Quietly,…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.19, 2018

    Private Thoughts in Public Spaces

    by Julia Zygiel ’19 Any time she writes in her diary she does it in a café. If it is 2 a.m. and she has the urge, she’ll trot to the Starbucks situated in the 24/7 convenience store a block…

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  • Poetry | Nov.19, 2018

    Be Your Own Biggest Fan

    by Sam Pellman ’20 Wish yourself luck before that big exam. Pat yourself on the back when you get the score you wanted. Give yourself that pep talk you know you need. Buy yourself the coffee when you’ve had the…

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  • Features | Nov.19, 2018

    Listomania: Absolutely Real State Laws

    In Texas, astronauts can vote from space. In Alabama, you cannot wear a fake mustache that causes laughter in church. In Rhode Island, you cannot drag race horses on the highway. In some towns in Virginia, you cannot go trick…

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  • Features | Nov.19, 2018

    Tiff and Earl

    Dear Tiff and Earl, My boyfriend will only answer someone when they refer to him as Darth Kicka**. He is failing school right now and our relationship is on the rocks. What should I do? You’re my only hope, Leia…

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  • Comics and Drawings | Nov.08, 2018

    Cartoon

    by Mark Fairchild ’20

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  • Features | Nov.01, 2018

    Listomania: I Wish I Wrote My College Essay About…

    Getting my first library card When my grandmother got run over by a reindeer When I shot my brother (with a BB gun) The time I tripped up the stairs in front of my crush When I dropped my box…

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  • Comics and Drawings | Nov.01, 2018

    Mook Goes Dating Online

    by Mark Fairchild ’20

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  • Features | Nov.01, 2018

    Tiff and Earl

    Dear Tiff and Earl, Halloween is over now, and I can’t be Scrappy Doo anymore. I am currently having an identity crisis. How do I be myself again? Woefully, Scrappy Don’t   Hi Scrappy Don’t, First of all, thank you…

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  • Poetry | Nov.01, 2018

    A Tale of no roots

    by Estarlyn Hiraldo ’21 My identity — Think it’s all been a success Listen to the verses in my head when I address Failure at its best Told me I’m a mess Feel the melanin out of control inside the…

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