My 90-day fiancé The day I spent at a nudist colony My bank account or lack of one My tattoo of Dot Which state my fake ID is from How my roommate’s drug dealer lives with us The demon that visits me every night My plans after graduation My opinions on impeachment The current raging […]
Dear Tiff and Earl, Last year I got crushed in a stampede on Black Friday, and I was in a coma until Christmas. How do I arm myself this year? Best, Blacked Out Friday Dear BOF, There’s this thing called Amazon. It’s prime. Inexpensively, Tiff Dear Ruby Bruiseday, This is no time for […]
by Lil Wit ’21 It’s that time of year again. The leaves are falling, there’s pumpkin spice everywhere, and Thanksgiving is just around the corner. For many students, that means a nice, relaxing weekend home is on the horizon. Others are in for a harder conversation than the one with that creepy uncle you […]
by Connor Christuk ’21 – Creative Writing Contest Honorable Mention How important is a moment? It all depends on if it’s your last A moment among many is not much, For a moment can only be so fast. But if that moment were happy, Would it mean so much more? Do we exist to be […]
by Connor Christuk ’21 – Creative Writing Contest Honorable Mention How important is a moment? It all depends on if it’s your last A moment among many is not much, For a moment can only be so fast. But if that moment were happy, Would it mean so much more? Do we exist to be […]
by Kevin Clifford ’20 – Creative Writing Contest Winner “Hayward to Irving, that’s for three. Brown’s effort kept it alive temporarily, but Middleton gathers the miss.” Jack had dozed off during the game, so he decided to watch some of the highlights. “Must have been a rough game if that brick was shown in the […]
by Emma McLaughlin ’20 – Creative Writing Contest Winner Your stare menaces from across the bed as I strain, choking on my words, to answer your questions. In my silence, you make me feel disbanded, shapeless without a label. Some construction of letters, he/she/they, for others to define me, ‘correctly’ discuss me. I grip the bedsheets […]
by Sarah Klema ’23 – Creative Writing Contest Winner Exposure to the elements has worn it thin. Now fragmented, forgotten, it fights to be rediscovered. Sulking at the bottom of the glassy rolling stream, a treasure lies in patient wait. Tarnished, wooden drawer knob of sorts, separated from its hollow body ages beyond telling–– antiquated. […]
by Nicole Patano ’22 – I’m an advocate of nonviolence, so I don’t want to keep beating the dead horse. Because the more we hear, the less we feel, the same we act. And we forget to react and retract. It’s a fact that our actions speak louder than our words. The silence is deafening. If […]
by Sam Ward ’21 How do we propel ourselves into the unknown? Without fear. Without doubt. How, without shaking in our skin at the thought of what could go wrong, or plucking heartstrings to play hopeful songs? How do we plunge into strange waters, when the thoughts are white noise? How do we pursue ambition’s […]