November 21, 2019

Posts from "Features"

  • Features | Oct.10, 2019

    Two Writers, One Line: “I walked into the house and that’s when I saw it”

      Two Writers, One Line: “I walked into the house and that’s when I saw it.”   Electrifying But Calm by Grace O’Connor ’22 I walked into the house and that’s when I saw it Her long,…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.10, 2019

    Trey and Christina: A Modern Retelling of Chaucer’s Epic Poem, Troilus and Criseyde

    by Erin Venuti ’20 “Okay, but I’m warning you right now, before I start, I might start crying.” “Seriously, Jeff, stop being so dramatic.” “Shut up, would you Alison? I’m trying to tell a story.” “But you haven’t even started…

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  • Poetry | Oct.03, 2019

    The Reason

    by Connor Zimmerman ’20 A traveler without a compass. A driver without a map. A pilot without coordinates. A sailor without the night stars. My life is a journey without a destination in sight. Being pushed by a force that…

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  • Features | Oct.03, 2019

    Portfolio Alumni Submissions: What does PC mean to You?

    this place, it felt by Ariana Pasquantonio ’16 Alumna Portfolio Staff like dripping in sun on the lawn, warm bricks, like a top-bunk firework fever dream splitting through closed eyelids, just light and shadows, neat lines on canvas.   We…

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  • Poetry | Oct.03, 2019

    What If?

    by Sarah Heavren ’21 What if we listened Instead of just heard The meaning of Somebody’s words? What if we saw Instead of just looked At pictures Somebody took? What if we cared Instead of just did Whatever we Thought…

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  • Poetry | Oct.03, 2019

    What Could Have Been

    by Sarah Kirchner ’21 Looking at the stars, we thought to ourselves: The two of us could have lived different lives If only we had told each other the truth But, we were scared and we were liars. The two…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.03, 2019

    Boy on the RIPTA

    by Jay Willett ’20 The card didn’t scan at first. I panicked though I knew in the back of my mind that my credentials were fine. The RIPTA driver raised an eyebrow, and I could feel the warm sensation of…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.03, 2019

    Castles of Wood and Stone

    by Clara Howard ’20 There’s a half-remembered ranch house with a stream in front. A perfect place for playing princesses and pirates. On the outside, white siding gave way to honeycolored stones. On the inside, rooms opened their arms wide,…

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  • Poetry | Oct.03, 2019

    Signed

    by Sarah McLaughlin ’23 Wouldn’t it be great To someday be So famous You’re signing passport books And grocery receipts Gathering a crowd Outside of the White House? Most famous place on earth They’ve traveled so far To see it…

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  • Features | Oct.03, 2019

    Friartire: DormWars AQuties vs Suities

    by Sally Satirist ’20 As the warm darty season passes into a chilly autumn, residence halls prepare for another annual showdown. While Eaton St. remains a monument to late night life, dorms have been recently rising in Friday and Saturday…

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