There she is on the hill, he recalls her pale thighs in that skirt he loved. The one covered in blue and pink hearts She…
Posts published in “Literary”
Literary Issue
By THE TATTLER on January 2018
The Grove
By ANNA WESTWIG on December 2017
Note: Contains graphic violence From beneath the reeds under the mournful willow trees, there came a hushed voice whispering. A strong wind blew through…
You wake from a deep slumber in a small clearing of a forest to the music of birds harmonizing, singing their routine morning song. The…
Memorial
By ZACHARY FOLEY on December 2017
In the masses they went To combat hate To make peace where sent Death was their fate Lives left unlived Now left in the ornate…
And Then the Rain Came
By THEA CLARKBERG on November 2017
I drive too fast The motor whines like a police car And eyes glaze over. I walk past the empty room The wood stretches…
Patience
By FIONA BOTZ on November 2017
Life in Ithaca has taught me an abundance of patience. I am originally from California. Going from summer all year round to the weather changing…
Look!
By ANNA WESTWIG on November 2017
Look, look, look! Beyond the grey walls Monotone paint where the eye inevitably falls Then to the red second hand Dragged through molasses Distraction a…
Nabi and the Tree: Part 1
By LILLIAN HWANG-GEDDES on November 2017
Rain pounded outside. It was a Saturday afternoon, in the middle of April, and I was bored. I had finished all my homework and didn’t…
What If the Earth Stopped Spinning?
By AIDAN FOLEY on October 2017
June 15, 2018. A relatively normal day by most people’s standards. Newscasters reported the weather, politicians played their various roles in the governing bodies of…
A Night of Stripes
By ISABEL RUBIN on October 2017
Jumping They dance to the songs they chose. Nickels and dimes into the jukebox as people awkwardly look on Their throats tickle As they swallow…
Never There
By LILLIAN HWANG-GEDDES on October 2017
In this world Wings come from nowhere I could fly above the world If only I could get my feet off the ground Fragments…
Untitled
By ELEANOR RANDL on October 2017
She drew dragons on her paper the girl with sad eyes two green marbles blinking long and hard between smudges of fire and scaly skin…
A Trip Back to Elementary School
By ANNIE WANG on October 2017
It’s been awhile since I last walked through the doors of Cayuga Heights Elementary School. With a heart full of hope and ambitions, I was…
Memories with the Seasons
By FIONA BOTZ on October 2017
Red and orange leaves float down and land silently on the backyard lawn, while she laughs and lets herself sink deep into the pile of…
Only Just
By THEA CLARKBERG on September 2017
I wake up. Dim lights. As I fell asleep The house cracked And ached And echoed . . . Awake, now, Only just. Something…
Driving on the Highway
By THEA CLARKBERG on September 2017
Mild-mannered peach sunset over colorless fields of grain. Trees are stark in intricate black. Black birds detach and fly away. Low angled light casts reflections…
Jangly Jim
By SOPHIE WRAY on September 2017
Jangly Jim came strolling down the way again today. I see, no, hear him all the time. Each time I hear him I look up,…
Taking an AP Test
By STERLING WILLIAMS-CECI on June 2017
Proctor’s timer rings You realize you were sleeping Ninety-dollar nap!
Pizza Boss
By CAMERON HARTMAN on June 2017
You are the scourge of the earth; the black plague seems nicer than you. You put on a facade on your restaurant. You act as…
Frenzy
By ELEANOR RANDL on June 2017
Stomping and clapping they imitate gunfire every sound is like a shot beads of sweat surface tears wiped away with leathery fingers they cry out…
These, This, and Those
By SOPHIE WRAY on June 2017
These boots were made for walking Those hands were made for holding These eyes were made for seeing This life was made for living And…
Summer Moon
By ZACHARY FOLEY on June 2017
Summer coming soon A beautiful summer moon Can be seen through trees
she sips an ice cube
By EMMA KARNES on June 2017
she sips an ice cube the sky crackles and condenses onto her lips like she is kissing a stormcloud into rain I think I could…
Thank You
By ZACHARY FOLEY on June 2017
Thank you Mr. Pepe For teaching geometric shape Thank you Frau Wintermute For teaching German verb roots Thank you Mr. Johnson For the dissection fun…
Nyquil
By STEVEN D'ALTERIO on June 2017
Each morning I wake in hopes of progress Packed sinuses and pointed headaches are what I get Heat radiates across my scalp like a doppler…
Asa: Lovable or Lenin?
By CAMERON HARTMAN on June 2017
Sitting, senior year, in my first period creative writing class, The first time I’m not late all week. Staring at the photo brings back fond…