by Marelle Hipolito ’21 I was looking out the window Humming to the radio When suddenly it came on My heart skipped a beat I leaned forward in my seat and pressed the button to turn it right off I sat back and looked away So I didn’t have to explain Why that […]
by Kiley McMahon ’20 A prospective student Who wants to feel Comfortable and warm, And confident and excited, About coming to her new school. I know how it feels To be a nervous freshman, Hesitant to show off her true self To the rest of her family For the next four years of […]
by Connor Zimmerman ’20 There is no such thing as ordinary. This word and others are just labels Used by people who lack true vocabulary. These phrases just make people feel enabled To disregard each other. In reality, everybody is different from one another. There is no such thing as being normal, because […]
by Dawyn Henriquez ’19 The smoke danced, Curling into our minds and Selling us paranoia for cents of sobriety Like a vendor of beans labeled magic, Giving us stalks through each pass. After, all that remained was ash Spread across the coffee table. The snore of a giant Lying on the couch the […]
by Marisa DelFarno ’18 His name was Jones, and the whole bus was his soapbox. Any regular on 21 knew about Jones; his rep for being tossed out onto the pavement, and his volcanically loud voice, while the mice of the bus, myself included, judged him in our collective silence. He hid himself […]
by Jay Willett ’20 Dust and gunk spewed up from beneath the rails as her train skidded to a stop. You couldn’t see the orange citrus rays of the morning sun underground. “Boston, Boston!” She flung her flowered bag over her shoulder and reached for her carry-on. The stench of the subway was overwhelming; […]
by Marelle Hipolito ’21 One, two, three Minutes late to the bus stop I sigh with relief, the bus driver waited because she knows me Four, five, six Times I fell asleep in class But it’s okay, I have lunch after this Seven, eight, nine People ahead of me At least it’s […]
by David Martineau ’18 You grow on me like a coat of fur, but offer me no warmth. And sometimes all I would like to do is shave you off, But I cannot, for you are my children. Before, when I was whipped by fire and scarred by ice, When my skin blistered […]
by Marelle Hipolito ’21 Dear boy in this crowded room, Do I dare sit next to you? Will you pause your video, and say hi Or will you refuse me a second of your time? Dear girl in this crowded room, Do you see me looking right at you? Will you pause writing […]