I’m on FaceTime with my uncle,
he shows me the TV.
A reporter stands there talking, til
news flash: one, two, and three.
Three cities full of people,
told to run and hide.
They...
Audrey Weaver, Creative Writing Editor
• September 22, 2023
The bell over the door chimes as it opens, and I look up to greet the customer walking in. The morning is young, and the sky is a soft purple as the sun rises, warm and comforting amidst the harsh chill...
Audrey Weaver, Creative Writing Editor
• June 5, 2023
Walking along a dirt road, bare feet brushed by sand, dragging a stick across the soft surface, her eyes droop with exhaustion. Long desired sleep far from near, she keeps walking along the dirt road....
Oishii Basu, Staff Writer, Graphics Team
• January 6, 2022
Handsome with flowery words,
But his flowers are pale blue and poison,
Compliments with a falling façade,
They carve into me, layer by layer,
Grasping onto my fleeting attributes,
Attributes...
Oishii Basu, Staff Writer, Graphics Team
• October 9, 2021
Yesterday was the first time I felt free
Maybe it wasn’t the first, but yes it was
There’s a car named Effy and she’s running and ready to go
She’s a racecar and she’s stuck at 180
And...
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