To Sophomores, Let’s dump the sophomore slump Rip it from our chests and throw it to the ground Take the lighter from your pocket and set it ablaze Get inspired by the flame Take a torch and go Let inspiration illuminate your path Keep feeding the fire With your dreams and desires […]
By ABIGAIL JADE KOERNER In the wake of Judge Kavanaugh’s hearing, issues of sexual consent are especially poignant. It is our job to educate young people about the significance of consent in sexual encounters at every age. This education should start early in a person’s life so every encounter they have as they grow older […]
By OLIVIA FARRAR It’s early September. The weather is unpredictable, oscillating between oppressively hot and unexpectedly bitter. On Thursday I huff and puff into class with sweat-stains on my backpack, and on Friday I go back to my little dorm room at night, close all my windows, turn off my two turbo-fans, and pull the […]
Today I went to Leverett for lunch; I sat in the bright dining hall The winter sun streaming through the windows The loud chatter clouding my brain. Nothing has changed since you were here— I still see the tall twins walking around, and My friend from that government class You told me to take last […]
A short story. By ABIGAIL KOERNER Remnants of the recently set sun, smoke swirling from a joint just lit, and a cool breeze that came with night set the mood. I liked looking at him through the clouds of white smoke which escaped his lips to the cadence of the rotation: puff, puff, pass. At […]
10.07.2016 My favorite color used to be the white of The virgin snow peacefully resting atop A mountain in the Andes, or maybe the Alps Untouched by our species But then I left the South in June And came North where the snow was long gone The warmer air gifting every color with a […]
Review of “Cat Person” by Kristen Roupenian (A Short Story featured in the New Yorker on December 11, 2017) By ABIGAIL KOERNER Being a woman is shitty sometimes. We’ve heard it all before: our bodies are objectified, smarts are demeaned, accomplishments downplayed, and our lives are bound to be overshadowed by the men in our […]
The view from atop the temple Was claustrophobic— Miles and miles of monotone green, A forest of uniform trees. At the time I could only be proud Of conquering the steep, slippery climb, Of rising through the underbrush And into heaven— —your strong arms resting atop My shoulders, around my neck, Your lips […]
A poem By REMEDY RYAN You can touch the cross around your neck all you want When has that ever saved anybody? Some days I kneel and all I can feel is the strain in my spine and the carpet burn on my knees as I look up at the eucharist this is the […]
Worlds Teresa Rokos (2015) Acrylic and sharpie on canvas These three paintings are a series I did in my senior year of high school for my AP studio art portfolio. The idea was to represent the same thing in two different ways simultaneously, as it is seen or used or presented in different worlds. I […]