TOPSY TURVY
Amanda Monroe ’16
Nicole Mezzanotte2013
Sabrina Castaño, ‘20
Nola Kane, ‘19 I wanted to give money to the homeless man in the cityGrandma always said noThey’ll go buy drugsNow I know you need more than justA dollar for drugsThey just want some food or some coffeeto get through the dayTo feed their hopeAll around were homelessEvery street doubled with themSad and scrawnyWearing coats…
(My apologies to Shakespeare.) When the morning sun shines through the room, And Bob the trash man collects the cans, And Tom the janitor picks up the broom, And the only sound is the dorm room fans; When the covers are thrown, and you shoot a scowl, Then loudly sings that box so foul, Bo-beep,…
Head bent against Winter,I walk among the city FacesStaring coldly in my direction,Whispering silent judgmentsWhile their skin reddens from the frostAnd their breath gusts before them like amockery of fire.What do you think offends them so?Increasing my pace,The Wind whips my ears rawUntil I remember I’ve forgotten my hat,And putting it on,I find I care…
By Lynn Kim, M.S. `24 Fogelsville, WednesdayI walk on dappled sunspotsunder arched maplesand cloudless domewatch leaves fallto woodland floorhear drops,feel their spatteron my shoulderscarry on and knowthe tall timberin its leaved gloryrustling in the windweeps for me,rain I hold locked in.