May 22, 2017

Posts from "Features"

  • Features | 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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  • Features | 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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  • Features | 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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  • Poetry | 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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  • Poetry | 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

    Rota Fortuna

    David Martineau ’18 Stage I: Innocence Your eyes open, seeing nothing and everything. All is the same. Nothing is good, and nothing bad. The world is but an amalgamation of sights and sounds, smells and sensations, their meaning indiscernible. The…

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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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  • Poetry | Oct.20, 2016

    Life is a Song

    by Samantha Pellman, ’20 Portfolio Staff Life is like a song A melody in the sky An upbeat verse on a hot summer day of July. Life is like a song Over a thousand harmonies The vibrant leaves that fall…

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  • Portfolio | Oct.20, 2016

    “How I Knew You Were Worried”

    When I walked into the living room, you were biting your fingernails, something you only do when I can’t see.  You looked at me quickly, and then looked away, as if you knew what your actions would tell me.  When…

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