February 21, 2020

Posts from "Poetry"

  • 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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  • Poetry | Feb.14, 2019

    El Refresco De Un Cariño

    by Jessica Polanco ’20 To survive a little longer, Gather all of the ingredients That bring you life. Set the stove at a low temperature, Place the smallest pot above it with A small amount of precipitation. Once it all…

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  • Poetry | Feb.14, 2019

    Gone For Valentine’s Day

    by Sarah Kirchner ’21 It was supposed to be a better day A day of love and a feeling of happiness But then he disappeared. He left me alone for another girl. Days were spent being each other’s. Together we…

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  • Poetry | Feb.08, 2019

    Knots

    by Sarah Heavren ’21 My soul is twisted and tangled like a knot. There are parts that hang while other parts are taut. My emotions and feelings are a jumble. When trying to untangle, my fingers fumble. There is no…

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  • Poetry | Feb.08, 2019

    Final Score

    by Grace O’Connor ’22 I woke up wishing I was still asleep It was a cold November morning A shiver went through my body My Yankee blanket not even keeping me warm I don’t have the motivation to wake up…

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  • Features | Feb.01, 2019

    Writer’s Block: “I swore to myself that this would be the last time…”

    TWO WRITERS, ONE LINE: “I swore to myself that this would be the last time… The Last One By Erin Lucey ’20 Dan I swore to myself that this would be the last time. But as I…

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  • Poetry | Feb.01, 2019

    Red

    by Jay Willett ’20 Red is the rising temperature when I’m alone. Red isn’t a goodbye; it’s an awakening. When the dust settles and clears, and the party’s over, there’s just him. Red is the pain I’ve come to know…

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  • Poetry | Feb.01, 2019

    Self Titled Manifesto 1

    by Sam Ward ’21 I got the heaviest skull and the emptiest stomach. No heart, all construct, Sans act, more dumb luck. “When it’s Time to act, will you conquer?” More Or less a revelation from a Cowardly lion’s conscience.…

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