Sadie Saget, ‘19 Being sucked up into the atmosphere is what I fear most. On a quiet winter night in my neighborhood, I wanderpast the abandoned buildings and onto the bridge overlooking the creek. When I look up at the night sky, I swearit’s looking back. The short buildings and lack of streetlights make it…
Anna-Victoria Duzinski, ‘17
December 1994Anthony is sunken into the queen-sized mattress pulling his knees up to his chin. He clutches at his ankles withblistered hands. Hands that had built some of the structures that surround the city, but he would never notice.His palms are thick and brawny. Big blue veins emphasizethe muscles that gloat over his metacarpals. His…
The ball rollsAnd bounces, tooCarried by the windAs it descends to the groundIt sits idle as gravity has placed itDiversion is the way of the ballIt dares to deflect worry and distress by Alexandra Foerster, ’09
Airplane Shot Adam Gavin ’19
Nicole Mezzanotte2013