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Posts published in “Literary”
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…
Identity
By ZACHARY FOLEY on May 2017
Is it the classes I take Is it the yards that I rake Is it my town by the lake Is it my dinner of…
A Family Undone and Unknown
By LILIA ROSE on May 2017
An angel A ghost A flame A wolf A cat And a tree As hard as I try I can’t change this My family It…
A Loss of Light Haiku
By ZACHARY FOLEY on May 2017
Can’t find any light A loss of order on Earth People start to fight
Commonalities of the Ones I Have Loved
By ANDREANNA DOWNING ZHENG on May 2017
wounded souls are drawn to their kin. jagged edges crash together, slicing each other apart in vain hopes that through this, they can be…
Memoria
By ALIZA ELLNER on May 2017
I saw her stand there on the shore And watch the current flowing by On and on, forever more Beyond the sight of mortal eyes…
Paperland
By EMILY HONG on May 2017
The wind goes in one direction All at once It moves against me As I walk ahead It pushes me backwards Taking me to a…
It Was Me
By EMILY HONG on April 2017
Today is the day I must make a confession To the kids who had Ms. Carrick last year. There was once a student Who…
Squad Crack
By COLE NEWLIN on April 2017
Tripping with this tree, sipping herbal tea, happy to find my troubles don’t mean nothing to me. I’m sure you’d all agree, if you could…
Harry’s Enclave
By ABE MESSING on April 2017
It was just around closing time at Future Furniture when Harry Harrison was putting up the chairs and sweeping the floors. Business had been slow…
Refugees
By ALEX DEROOS on April 2017
Do you know what a refugee is? A person who has been forced to leave their country To escape war, persecution, or natural disaster A…
It Was a Day
By ZACHARY FOLEY on April 2017
A day of blame A day without aim A day absent of name A day that was never lame A day that all should viciously…
Chicken Race Haiku
By ZACHARY FOLEY on April 2017
I raced a chicken It could match my pace no more I went fast and won
The Gorillas Came From The Hillas
By ZACHARY FOLEY on April 2017
The Gorillas came from the hillas The Chimps were wimps So the Chimpanzees fled to the trees But the Tree had Bees so the Chimps…
The AP Exam vs. Me
By TRISTAN ENGST on April 2017
The teacher passes out the AP exam. The large packet lands on my desk with a loud plop. I’m pumped and ready to go, my…
The Pool
By LILLIAN HWANG-GEDDES on April 2017
A wet log beneath my feet wrapped around by many hands Climbing up, up, up Leaning on rocks to stay balanced Leaping, flying Falling…
A World of Green and Yellow
By LILLIAN HWANG-GEDDES on March 2017
Tall, green trees To the left, trees To the right, trees Are what I see With my nose pressed Against the cool glass of the…
Haiku of the Month: Confusion
By LILLIAN HWANG-GEDDES on March 2017
I’m hearing my name Many faces turn towards me Mind turns to blankness
An Homage to Our Hero: Through Poems
By JUSTIN HEITZMAN, LELAND XU (Staff Writer) on March 2017
Haiku Ay, how’s it poppin’? Ay, Barry Bee, Twitch, Bob Ross Ay, I want to die The Musings of the Intangible Meme Now the thirteenth…