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Map

Map

Marissa Dintino, Staff Writer

December 7, 2016

It is common knowledge to use a map when one is lost, but our map is lost itself.   Scribbles on several pages, and the pages spread across the floor, old paper torn at the edges.   Some say the map is unorganized, for who would have any desire to place it back...

The Things We Were Told

The Things We Were Told

Leilani Gibbons, Features Editor

November 7, 2016

At 4 am, When it's too late to go back to sleep, And it's too early to start the day, Remember the things you were told   Remember that your mother Called you pumpkin and peach With a sweetness that stuck like cavities Making homes in the cracks and tight spaces   Remember...

Dark Side of Life

Dark Side of Life

Lany Campbell, Staff Writer

April 15, 2016

Leave but don’t leave me Forget the sun Smiles and tears is all your life will be Balanced on the biggest wave You race toward an early grave   I’ve been mad for years Been over the edge I’ve been like the most of us It’s very hard to explain why you’re mad,...

The Uniform

The Uniform

Connor Tennies, Sports Editor

April 15, 2016

I noticed the uniform and the heavy soled shinny black boots Not the man wearing them   I remember the clean fresh smell of a warrior, as they stormed into the house. Broken glass, ripped down hangings, a slashed sofa, a pulled curtain, A sudden maneuver to throw my brother’s bear...

Hibernation

Hibernation

Austin McIntosh, Staff Writer

March 23, 2016

My life in the winter is still and cold. The ground and the walls are always so dark. I do this year after year, as I grow old. My whole life has been spent is this nice park.   As I wake up from another sleep, I crawl outside and rejoice in the light. I see the trees, and I...

The Uniform

The Uniform

Connor Tennies, Sports Editor

March 22, 2016

I noticed the uniform and the heavy soled shinny black boots Not the man wearing them   I remember the clean fresh smell of a warrior, as they stormed into the house. Broken glass, ripped down hangings, a slashed sofa, a pulled curtain, A sudden maneuver to throw my brother’s bear...

Just Live

Just Live

Jack Kern, Staff Writer

September 21, 2015

Have you ever felt that sinking feeling in your stomach when you know you are destined for failure? That feeling that consumes every inch of your being and makes you feel that that is all you are in that moment: a failure. You come home on that evening and collapse into a puddle of negative thoughts...

I is O

I is O

Daniel Snodgrass, Staff Writer

May 8, 2015

i is in Lie surrounded by the gaps hidden from the eye, even if i cry, no matter how hard i try, i is in Lie, until i die   and i is in Line, without any benign, incomplete beyond sign, even if i whine, wanting to redefine, as long as i is in Line i will...

His Heaven

His Heaven

Jack Kern, Staff Writer

May 6, 2015

You aren’t a man of words. There were always those moments in the car when I would ask you something, and it would take a while to muster up a response. Sometimes, there wouldn’t be one at all. About eighty percent of our conversation takes place in the car. It’s one of the few places...

He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

Tiffany Lovell, Staff Writer

April 17, 2015

Tomorrow We will be in love, holding each other in a tender embrace His shirt painted in cigarette smoke   Next week We will be entranced, looking deeply into each other’s chocolate eyes losing ourselves in the secrets behind the orbs   Next month We will...

Epiphany

Epiphany

Rayne Crivelli, Staff Writer

February 23, 2015

There’s a place where confusion and confidence collide. Keeping secrets locked away within ourselves, Because being hypocritical is worse than being honest. It’s not easy to admit when you are wrong, And finally seeing the truth laid out is a death sentence. Earth-shattering revelations...

Summer Love In Spring

Summer Love In Spring

Jessica Prouty, Staff Writer

May 19, 2014

Your thumb draws silent circles and little swirls Along the back of my sun kissed slender hand Our fingers intricately laced and bound together Woven and wound as tightly as they can The docks aged wood creaks audibly beneath us Heated by the sun shining ever so bright Never to be as chilly as...

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