by Julia Zygiel ’19 Five years ago, while he was sitting in some stoner’s basement with music blasting and underage drinking tornadoing its way through a high school party, Erik finally clicked in James’ head. They’d been friends for three years leading up to that, and at that point, James liked to say that Erik […]
by Jay Willett ’20 Mischievous, nervous, joker, lover, laugher, crier, hopeless, higher. Blame, but never stay the same. Shame, but always play the game. Not a choice, just our voice, because the world expects in our bourgeois. We just want to live up to them. Every court needs a jester. Every jester needs to laugh. […]
by Sarah Heavren ’21 Oh History, how boring you can be If one can’t see the forest, just the trees. Why do many people choose to ignore Your countless articles found on JSTOR? People complain that there’s too much to read, And research is such a tedious deed. But so many people seem to mistake […]
The PC Men’s Basketball Team Seeing professors in the gym To snow day or not to snow day? The Starbucks line five minutes before class Taking someone else’s laundry out of the machine 11:55 p.m. instead of 11:59 p.m. deadlines The Dunkin’ line on the weekends Walking from Smith to Ruane in between classes Getting […]
Dear Tiff and Earl With spring break fast approaching, I just learned all my friends are going on a Euro trip next week. The trip is sold out, and I don’t want to be at home all break. What should I do? Yours truly, Fyre Festival Dearest Fyre Festival, There is only one way […]
by Dawyn Henriquez ’19 An Interpretation of “Untitled” (Perfect Lovers) by Felix Gonzalez-Torres Clock on the Far Wall It hangs nearly lifeless above the seldom-visited bookshelf. Its crimson hand slaps each second, skipping its obligatory pause at each black line. It races instead, tracing the lines of its body with each round. “I’m ok. […]
by Sam Ward ’21 When the rain soaks the body and pain eclipses, I’ll take this body to the ground if my soul permits, leave it in a shallow grave like ice cold tips. He who felt the weight of blossoming burdens can take summertime love to cough on the sermon or the feel alive […]
by Sarah Kirchner ’21 It seemed as if it was another day Of rolling out of bed with a bad start, I know why it’s been this way. Ever since I lost my work of art. It was you who made me want to live, And made me feel like a sun inside. I pushed […]
by Kiley McMahon ’20 The smell of alcohol lingers on his breath, and the cup that he has just poured is caffeinated. The two will wire him up to the greatest extent, not that he needs to be any more excited. My eye quivers, it is still black and blue, and the back of his […]