November 20, 2018

Posts from "Portfolio"

  • Portfolio | Oct.25, 2018

    To Hell And…

    by Connor Zimmerman ’20 “Enter when Hope is a thing of the past.” Shivering, Ron reads the sign posted on the door. The cold wind seeps through his skin and begins to settle within his body. Trying to work up…

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  • Features | Oct.25, 2018

    Ghost Stories

    The Carson Killer He didn’t want to get caught. The day he was suspected the shadows scratched across the hardwood floors of 29 Carson Avenue, as though the sun were trying to drag them to the basement. Day or night…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.25, 2018

    Haunted

    by Sarah Kirchner ’21 The man has been following me for months now. He’s everywhere I go, and I don’t know if I should be getting more One morning, I tried to yell at him to leave me alone. I…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.04, 2018

    Some Things Have No End

    by Erin Venuti ’20 Janie wasn’t popular—except for the third week of fifth grade, when she brought a Chinese jump rope to recess. Her mom had found it during their annual summer trip to Cape Cod, in a store that…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.04, 2018

    The Circle

    II Anthony’s eyes let loose a few traitorous tears in the cab seat next to me, his hand clutching the black drawstring bag between his feet as if it were a lifeline. I’d only known him a few weeks, but…

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  • Portfolio | Sep.27, 2018

    Mirror

    by Julia Zygiel ’19 I look into the mirror, my nose centimeters from touching the glass frosted with my breath. I try to spot what he sees in my eyes. A storm? Perhaps. I study the edge of a scar…

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  • Portfolio | Sep.13, 2018

    A Forgotten Party

    by Julia Zygiel ’19 She was a party girl and no one knew why. She was just an anxious, quiet kind of person, someone who would shoulder all of your burdens for an hour-long drunken conversation and then shrug off…

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  • Portfolio | May.03, 2018

    The Greatest Lesson

    by David Martineau ’18   High atop the windswept peak of a nameless mountain, a young man dressed in heavy furs pulled himself up onto a jagged ledge and rose unsteadily to his feet. Clearing snow and frost from his…

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  • Portfolio | Apr.26, 2018

    A Strange Request at a Piano Bar

    by Dawyn Henriquez ’19 The carnival rhythms bounced across the ivory keys in disjointed synchrony. “Entry of the Gladiators” was a strange request at Sal’s, where classical bullshit was typically demanded. As soon as Sal started the almost juvenile theme…

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  • Portfolio | Apr.26, 2018

    Sleeping Traffic Lights

      by Jonathan Coppe ’18 1:35 a.m.—Two brutes sitting in an SUV. Intersection along Route 50. Traffic light is the only outside illumination; no moonlight; their headlights are off. Inside the car the overhead cab light is off. SUV parked…

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