March 29, 2017

Posts from "Portfolio"

  • Portfolio | Nov.03, 2016

    The Adventures of Phil Fellows (Cont’d)

    by David Martineau ’18 Portfolio Staff Phil stared blankly at the disk, his mind strangely empty.  After about thirty seconds, Clementine broke the prolonged silence with a raised eyebrow and a drawl.  “Uhh, helllooo…?” Shaking himself out of his stupor, Phil…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.03, 2016

    There Was A Shadow

      by Marisa Gonzalez Portfolio Staff Hiding from the light of day In the waters that were shallow Where none would play. It waited for a friend Another shadow With a hand to lend Down where the water was shallow.…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.03, 2016

    Masks

    by Matt Farrell ’17 Portfolio Staff (Stage: Wall separates stage into two sides. One side lit up, a room filled with desks and chairs. The other side is shrouded in darkness. ELLEN is sitting slouched at a desk, phone on…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.03, 2016

    Listomania

    Weirdest Thing You Got In Your Trick-or-Treat Bag Someone’s Infant Child—Call Me? A Portal To Another Dimension Donald Trump’s Dignity Hillary Clinton’s Emails A Justin Bieber Album Garbage Karl Marx’s Communist Manifesto Broken Headphones Meal Swipes A Lit Cherry Bomb Cottage…

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  • Portfolio | Nov.03, 2016

    Tiffany & Earl

    Photo courtesy of savvysassymoms.com Dear Tiff and Earl, What did you do for Halloween? Did I run into either of you in costume at Whiskey’s by chance? Sincerely, The Girl in the Dragon Costume Dear Gouls and Goblins, On Halloween…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.27, 2016

    The Adventures of Phil Fellows (cont’d)

    Abby Johnston ’17 The last of a molten-gold sunset shimmered behind the trunk of a pine tree, turning the opposite side, and everything else facing Phil, black. They had been following dried and cracked hoof prints for miles up the…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.27, 2016

    Amazing Grace

    Matt Farrell ’17 Blood boils on sidewalks made from soil, Whiffs of cigarette smoke and gunpowder Inhaled. Shortness of breath An effect Of a city Dying from the inside. Young boys and girls never see angels In this real Hell.…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.27, 2016

    Being Known

    Christie Smith ’17 I’m not sure how we can ever say we know someone Because it has to do with knowing and being known, The subtle difference between recognizing and understanding. Are we leaving footprints or building a house? Without…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.27, 2016

    My Regulars

    Sam Pellman ’20 Ugh. Another eight hour shift. I was dreading it. As I slid on my black sneakers, I wondered what kind of nasty customers I would be dealing with today. Would it be the hurried man that gets…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.20, 2016

    Supermarket Encounter

    by Christie Smith, ’17 Portfolio Staff I couldn’t believe it was really him. It looked as if he were trying to grow some sort of beard, and he had definitely discovered a gym, but nonetheless it was him. I peered…

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