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…
Sabrina Castaño, ‘20
Conversations like heart monitor beepsTheir shapes form the shapeOf highs and lowsOh highs and lows Jill McFarland2015
Walk with me, this guided curveSwaying, while you swiftly swerveTaste the breeze, in the airCry out to the voices, in utter despairFollow now, this burning coalInevitably, it will swallow you wholeSuch a terrifying assumptionThese threats of consumptionJust wait for the eruptionIt will cause such suctionBend what is realSo you may concealBend it in twoTo hide…
SIGNS OF LIFE Andrea Wentzell ’15
the darkness whispersand just as the light, it won’t allow sleepa mind full of messy, sleepless thingssmirks devilishly at its part in the deviant planshadows emerge upon the projection of lightthat sneaks under the door from the halland the air screams wildly at the top of its lungseyelids refuse to dropthoughts refuse to stopthey race…