May 28, 2017

Posts from "Portfolio"

  • 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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  • 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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  • Features | Oct.20, 2016

    The Adventures of Phil Fellows (Cont’d)

    by Marisa Gonzalez, ’18 Portfolio Staff The smell of ale was the first thing that struck him. Well, ale and sweat. Phil tried his hardest to hold in his vomit. “Thank you Chibbs, I wanted to taste my dinner again,”…

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  • Features | Oct.12, 2016

    Emily and Charlotte Bronte Walk into Starbucks

    by Abby Johnston ’17 & Clara Howard ’19 Portfolio Staff (The morning rush of the first day of pumpkin spice lattes.) Charlotte: Sister dear, let’s pause our morning circuit for this quaint, well-attended tavern. *Holds door* Emily: Thank you. Gracious!…

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  • Features | Oct.12, 2016

    The Adventures of Phil Fellows (Continued)

    by Clara Howard ’19 Portfolio Staff Phil stood, wincing at the pain in his hand where the bullet had grazed it. Glancing back down at Chibbs’ remote, he tried to examine it more closely, but the rapidly setting sun was…

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  • Features | Oct.12, 2016

    Fast Fiction #1

    by Chennah Sharpe ’17 Pick apples wisely, especially those fallen… by David Martineau ’18 “The World” Look…do you see?  It’s beautiful. by Marisa Gonzales ’18 “Tranquility” Deep blue fades into the light. by Matt Farrell ’17 “In Our Attempts to…

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  • Portfolio | Sep.29, 2016

    The Dumb Sage

    by Jonathan Coppe ’18 Portfolio Staff I laid a buck-fifty out on the countertop. Billy was hollering in my ear. “Give it a rest, will ya? I’ll be out in a minute,” I hollered back. The cashier handed me back…

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  • Features | Sep.29, 2016

    The Adventures of Phil Fellows (Continued)

    by Joey Aiello ’17 Portfolio Staff He wiped the crust that had collected in the corner of his eyes from hours of depriving his body what it needs. Phil wasn’t just sleepy, he was mentally exhausted. Shuffling foot after foot,…

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  • Portfolio | Sep.22, 2016

    Just Another Morning

    Marisa Gonzalez ’18 Portfolio Staff As light gracefully streamed into the bedroom, a voice called to the tiny body hidden beneath the covers of a bed. “May, you have to get up.” With a groan, the body turned over, threw…

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  • Portfolio | Sep.22, 2016

    Write

    David Martineau, ’18 Portfolio Staff   They say the pen is mightier than the sword, but my pen might as well be a stick, for all the good it’s doing me. I know, I know—you probably think I’m ungrateful. I…

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