December 10, 2018

Posts from "Features"

  • Features | Oct.25, 2018

    Ghost Stories

    The Carson Killer He didn’t want to get caught. The day he was suspected the shadows scratched across the hardwood floors of 29 Carson Avenue, as though the sun were trying to drag them to the basement. Day or night…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.25, 2018

    Haunted

    by Sarah Kirchner ’21 The man has been following me for months now. He’s everywhere I go, and I don’t know if I should be getting more One morning, I tried to yell at him to leave me alone. I…

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  • Comics and Drawings | Oct.19, 2018

    The Friar Boys

    by Mark Fairchild ’20

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  • Features | Oct.18, 2018

    Listomania: Best Ways to Study for Midterms

    Repeatedly slam your notebook against your head Cry on the library couch for 30 minutes and then fall asleep Eat your feelings out in Ray Look at “Help Wanted” ads for when you drop out Fill out a Change of…

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  • Comics and Drawings | Oct.18, 2018

    Mook the Statie

    by Mark Fairchild ’20

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  • Poetry | Oct.18, 2018

    One of These Days

    by Sam Ward ’21 One of these days I’ll challenge myself and put together the words that spell out b-e-a-u-t-y I’ll pen the pursuit and capture the prize I’ll thank my girl for kissing my scars I’ll have no need for…

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  • Poetry | Oct.18, 2018

    Windows

    by Marelle Hipolito ’21 Staring out this window Watching the world pass by I can’t help but wonder If you’ll be fine I’ve done this before I’ve known this hurt Everyone walks in then out of my sight But with…

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  • Poetry | Oct.18, 2018

    The Price You Pay

    by Jessica Polanco ’20 I am now destined to feed strangers. Those who once knew me Lost every trace of trust; That has been lost in the dark skies Under which I begged for all of this to become my…

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  • Features | Oct.18, 2018

    Tiffany & Earl

    Dear Tiff and Earl, I always feel like I never know what’s happening on campus, and I refuse to read the Morning Mail. How do I find out what the word is? Sincerely, Lonely Larry   Dearest Larry, Obviously, you…

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  • Poetry | Oct.18, 2018

    My Gift to You

    by Gabriela Baron ’20 If I could have anything, I would choose a mason jar. Not one filled with caramel candies or crumbled pocket money, but one holding light. Light that radiates: the rush of riding a perfect wave and…

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