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…
Posts published in “Literary”
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…
How to Tell Her That You Love Her—Without Ever Actually Saying Those Three Words.
By ABBY KATZ (Staff Writer) on March 2017
When she speaks, listen. Nod in assent, but don’t interrupt. Maintain eye contact. Try to see past the surface, but only just slightly. Only as…
Christmas Eve
By LUCA GREENSPUN on March 2017
Snake! He yells And betrayal cuts like a knife, stings like bleach in the eyes of a just-now blind man Anger flares like the wings…
The Future
By CHLOE WRAY (Staff Writer) on March 2017
IS IT COOL TO BE FREAKY, OR FREAKY TO BE COOL the question is mysterious, the answer is obscure bio—one’s life, course or way of…
The Problem
By THEA CLARKBERG on March 2017
“Life” is a problem set, a good-sized packet, spiral-bound with time. Question follows question, annoyingly repetitive, each asking, “How shall I live this day?” So…
March
By STERLING WILLIAMS-CECI (Staff Writer) on March 2017
March falls between the cracks, people pass it by. February is romantic winter and April is dewdrop spring, but what is March? A leprechaun’s lament?…
A Haiku
By LUCA GREENSPUN on March 2017
when winter was both Tomorrow and yesterday But today sun shined
Most Likely the Haiku of the Month
By LUCA GREENSPUN on February 2017
No one else submits Luca takes home another Haiku of the Month!
Three Haikus
By JAMES PARK on February 2017
I have a problem I can’t stop making bad jokes It’s a gag reflex I made up ten jokes To try and get folks…
Ode to Green Star
By CAMERON HARTMAN on February 2017
O, Green Star how you please me so The beautiful co-op store leaves many in woe O, Green Star your all-organic food is quite…
Breeze
By JULIA LUNA on February 2017
Millions of little children With ten million, soft-spoken, greedy Fingers Reaching out to me Little vibrating fingers sliding past my face Rubbing across my cheek…
The True You
By RAMONA GORE on February 2017
Is anyone truly a prince? What is he hiding behind the spell? This so-called prince can’t keep up the facade forever. A crack will appear…
A Meditation on Mournful Times
By MAX FINK on February 2017
As I looked down at the cotton shirt that adorned my poor stomach divested of nourishment, the salvation of the vending machine called out to…
Literary Issue
By The Tattler on January 2017
The Literary Issue is best viewed at issuu.com, here. Due to some technical WordPress whatnot that we’re still sorting out, the only version of the…
Broken Brick Wall
By TESS on December 2016
It is just my siblings and I The Second has told me to take the paper that a child has dropped I look out from…
College Apocalypse
By STERLING WILLIAMS-CECI (Staff Writer) on December 2016
College apps are due Seniors mad stressed all the time The world is ending!
Human Beaten Up and Eaten by Laptop, Suspect Still Running Loose
By TRISTAN ENGST on December 2016
The following story was compiled using CCTV camera and audio recording devices. It is written from the perspectives of its characters. Aaron tries to use…
is this my life now? now, more than before, i ask myself how. how it all ended up like this: this world, these people, it…
Why.
By GUS KUCKES on December 2016
I once seduced a princess from a foreign land, carried her back, across the shifting sands, necked in the moonlight on top of the world,…
I’m Tired.
By ANONYMOUS on November 2016
I’m tired of long hours Looking at a tiny screen Just because I have The aching need And I can’t control myself. I’m tired of…
The Value of Adventure
By STERLING WILLIAMS-CECI (Staff Writer) on November 2016
You get up, you get dressed, you brush your teeth, you go to school, You play sports, you do clubs, you make art, you get…
Haiku of the Month: 2016
By LUCA GREENSPUN on November 2016
Braggadocious Trump Strong-willed gal tryna make history It’s up to you, chump
Autumn Morning
By LILLIAN HWANG-GEDDES on November 2016
Walking through the grass In the morning Dew still gleaming on the blades Sounds of feet on the forest floor The stream gurgling softly If…
Where’d You Go?
By C.B. on November 2016
“My ghost, where’d you go? What happened to the soul that you used to be?” “Ghost” by Halsey blares from the car speakers. I’m standing…