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 The afterlife museum as I see it

The Afterlife Museum

Abbey Underhill, Staff Writer November 9, 2023

i hope heaven is a museum of my best moments, and my worst, too. if there is an afterlife, let it be me paused in the greatest memories i own   i wish to see everyone i love live joyously, i...

A close-up visual of the pages of a book acting as an aesthetic

Once Upon A Time

Cameron Simpson, Staff Writer September 13, 2023

Words and lyrics combine, To weave a tale of magic So wonderfully divine.   Crowns, jewels, satin gowns Filling every hall, every space on the floor. Lights, music, life A splendid...

Music notes etched into my skin… played with strings and things, the melody never ends (Photo by Emma Simmons).

That Song Burns

Emma Simmons, Editor-in-Chief December 15, 2022

  Winter is hot this year, And I don’t mean the weather My skin burns around the notes etched Into my skin, sketched Under the sleeve of my coat  Or is it a jacket? Shacket? Whatever… It’s...

Your wits are as sharp as dandelion… check yourself before you wreck yourself. (Photo from Google)

Verbal Jousting

Emma Simmons, Editor-in-Chief October 27, 2022

Verbal jousting A match of wits, you say But your wits are as sharp as dandelion So you strike back with your ego Which is as fragile as glass Yet sharp as tacks Because you do not yield You...

The man known only as Tarrare was a medical anomaly. He could eat anything without ever gaining weight, and to this day nobody knows how he could accomplish such feats. (Photo by George Cruikshank)

(The True Story Of) Tarrare: Boy, Soldier, Beast

Emma Simmons, Sports Editor January 31, 2022

Tarrare Insatiable beast Skin and bones Eating enough for 4 men Grinding his teeth on his horrible feast Trash, flesh, cats, stones Meat, wood, blood and bones Unfastening his jaw,...

The defeat of Icarus comes from the natural hubris of man, which poisons my healing from time to time. Painting by Clare Henry McCanna.

Call Me Icarus

Emma Simmons, Sports Editor October 26, 2021

I don my wings with hope to take flight and leave This prison cell has stripped my mind bare Haunted notions hold my soul hostage They break my back and keep me there   But salted skies...

My mind often feels like it’s filled with ink or fog. However, I know that moments like these pass a given time. Photo from Pinterest

From Time to Time

Emma Simmons March 19, 2021

My room is a prison from time to time When it’s supposed to be a respite It only hurts every now and again And I promise I fight it the best I can With hobbies And friends And breaks. But...

Could things have been different? Photo from Pinterest.

The Reality of the Truth

Melody Scott, Editor-in-Chief February 18, 2021

One thing that I have learned in life  Is that no matter how far you hide away from the truth It always comes forward at the most unexpected moments.   And just like two imaginary...

The clock is a circle, the clock is a square, the clock can be found anywhere. Photo by: Paladin.

The Clock

Micayla Peters, Staff Writer January 27, 2021

The clock is a circle The clock is a square The clock can be found anywhere   Up and down Left and right The hand will spin so hang on tight   Day and night it never ends The...

Our universe is 13.6 billion years old, and I somehow had the luck to exist at the same time as you. (Photo from Pinterest)

I’ll Take You To Mars If You Promise To Sing Me To Sleep

Emma Simmons, Sports Editor January 21, 2021

Worlds apart, I cherish thy love and warmth you give Eternally, I swear, with the very life I choose to live Arrows sprang from Cupid's bow and set my coat aflame Requiting my fondness with his...

Shall it be for infinity? I hope it so. Photo from: Pinterest

Doth But A Dream

Jen Vincent, Literature Editor December 15, 2020

With lips so sweet And eyes so soft  Tis’ a treat  To be entranced by your love.    You give me hope  Like when the seasons change Almost like looking through a kaleidoscope Of...

A shattered glass’ reflection holds such truths. Photo found on Pinterest.

A Looking Glass

Jen Vincent, Literature Editor December 13, 2020

Oh my love,  A shattered glass’ reflection holds such truths. I’ve looked into the looking glass and found nothing awaits for me I must go now, into that nothingness.   I won't...

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