August 24, 2019

Posts from "Poetry"

  • Poetry | Mar.21, 2019

    Hope

    by Sarah Heavren ’21 Every glass was once empty Every tree was once bare Every page was once blank Every hero was once scared Every summer starts in winter Every day starts in night Every song starts in silence Every…

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  • Poetry | Mar.07, 2019

    Flashes

    by Grace O’Connor ’22 Lightning cut through the sky like a sharp knife The rough waves were being pushed under the boat Dark clouds filled every inch of the sky The air around us dense and deadly still We accelerated…

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  • Poetry | Mar.07, 2019

    Gemini

    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…

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  • Poetry | Mar.07, 2019

    An Ode to History

    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…

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  • Poetry | Mar.04, 2019

    Poem #2

    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…

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  • Poetry | Mar.03, 2019

    A Fall From You

    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…

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  • Poetry | Mar.03, 2019

    As My Eyes Quiver

    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…

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  • Poetry | Mar.03, 2019

    Food for Thought

    by Sarah Heavren ’21 Mashed potatoes taste better with some lumps. Granola tastes better with a few clumps. French fries taste better when they are crinkled. Raisins taste better when they are wrinkled. Potato chips taste better when they have…

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  • Poetry | Mar.03, 2019

    Sorry

    by Erin Lucey ’20 “I will not let you down again,” I say as I hang up the phone. But how can I know that I am the one, Viciously destroying each and every ounce of progress, When all I…

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  • Poetry | Feb.14, 2019

    Love Advice Haikus

    Love Advice Haikus   Flowers, lovers, greed. Never had it but a dream. Smoked, woked, make believe. by Jay Willett ’20   If you are unsure with what to do. Trust yourself, And follow your heart. by Sarah Kirchner ’21…

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