by Moira Miller ’29 Everyone has skeletons in their closet, But mine are older than most. I’m at the age now, Where they aren’t just your silly little secrets, Anymore, They’ve become more serious, And they’re harder to keep. So forgive me for my silence, …
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Lazy Sunday
by Julian Hawari ’28
A Few Trees
by Collin Kornish ’29
Favorite Tree
by Nate Hanson ’28 My breath, In, out. Plucking strings, Up, down. Caressing my lungs, Back against the knotted wood, Covered by warm shade, I can breath again.
haunted by the dusk of the year
by Sinclaire Gibson and as everyone slowly migrates inside,and people start to whisper about the first snow,and as the green of the grass hides below our feet,and the hiss of the radiator scares me when i first wake up,and as the moon hovers above the …
The Mirror Never Forgets
by Liam McGinley Creak. Tap. Creak. Tap. Those were the only sounds ringing in Qomir’s ears as he laid in bed. Creak. Tap. Creak. Tap. It never stopped. Once a mind full of jagged thoughts and whispers, this was new for Qomir. The silence. Oh! …