Ava Johnson ’29 I pray for a blessed chance to hear you I pay attention to the enumeration of your words I count each vibration of your phonics A hum of your voice smooths me Slowly touching my skin The direct contact by a perk …
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Salsa of the Porcelain Guest
Andrea Peralta-Villa ’27 I never knew how to danceto tambourines that split the air,trumpets coughing out orquídeas.I watched in awewomen with hips wide as cuíca drums,pounding rhythm with every sway;men shrugging off tempests like sweat.But the glass-boned guest knew,her feet drumming the floorlike birds against …
Age of Antiquity
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, …
Down the Line
by Nate Hanson ’28 I wonder Did the 17th century French Protestants know they were making history, When they threw the Catholics out the window, thinking, will I survive this revolution? I wonder, did the Russian junior, now-soldiers, chest tighten, when he heard that Franz …
Round Midnight
by Caleb Silver ’28
