by Marelle Hipolito ’22 I have heard the story, almost two decades old Where were you when it happened, who did you call? Moment of silence every year on this day Eight forty-six, bow your head and pray Gray clouds rose in the summer sky Fire and ash took away air and sight Darkness overwhelmed […]
by Sarah Kirchner ’21 There was once the promise of forever— A passionate forever of warmth. Warmth that made everything feel right, Yet nothing felt right anymore. You kept me afloat in the lakes of your eyes, Those green lakes of peace and happiness. Yet the calming lull churned as I sank deeper And deeper […]
by Sarah Heavren ’21 Some mornings we really dread Having to roll out of bed. The day is not as exciting As the covers are inviting. When the water is too cold We feel anything but bold. It’s easy to sit on the side When we lack the courage to dive. Some days the clouds […]
by Marelle Hipolito ’22 I knock on the door, tap tap tap, And it is opened to a glitter aura embrace. OHMYGODHI, and I am passed into a swarm of bodies. Excuse me, sorry there, as I navigate to the cool drift unfolding in from the window. My head is low as my knees pull […]
by Mariela Flores ’23 I took myself apart today. I started with my head Twisting and turning, unscrewing it from the base of my neck. A weight was lifted off my shoulders and I was lighter than I had ever been. I held myself in my hands and began to count. Two eyes, two eyebrows, […]
The Glass Shattered Below by Grace O’Connor ’22 When I read the text, I scream Glowing from the screen The words popping out, sucking me in As my eyes glazed over them Slowly, in disbelief, I turned off my phone and Dropping my face in my hands Forcing my head up to look at […]
by Sean Tobin ’20 I saw a blue bird, stoic on a branch in the wide based dogwood tree. He shivered there in the cold and braved the wind, as I watched at him behind smudged glass: free to fly but there to stare at my affair. Mr. Blue Bird, you do not know what […]
by Jessica Polanco ’21 In Lil Rhody somewhere, There was a young girl, With her mind a bit too into romance and a spine still learning to straighten. I write things down for a living. I spend days pissed off at gravity or, Amazed at the fact that 7 billion people are breathing as we […]
by Grace O’Connor ’22 Large crowds always made her head spin She could never hear herself think which is why She preferred to be alone, hear her own thoughts Flood in her head like a much-needed drug Silence is what led her to feel the rawness of her emotions She felt the most alive, embracing […]
by Sam Ward ’21 The only thing I fear are these perishable thoughts. I grasp onto them like they are golden-tipped winged shoes fluttering above my halo’d mind. I clutch them close like the cross my grandfather bore around his neck, falling gracefully over his beating chest. I behold them like Eris’s apple, the idyllic […]