Janis Parry, Literature Editor
• September 21, 2023
It was a glimmering dawn that woke the fungus from the night's blanket. Cold and shrouded was the white roof that seemed tampered with peeling sheets, and underneath were the brown lines that interconnected...
These past few months, I’ve been impatiently counting down the days I have left in this school. With each passing day, I grow more tired of the monotonous drone of classes;...