Amy Asman Smooth, sweet-as-honey Sapporo suds splashing on the table Alcohol sure does taste better infused with rice wine Kirin dragons dance off the label into frosted cups Everybody count, "Ichi, ni, san…"   Bombs away, baby! Open wide and…

Paul Bittick Silence makes you think Makes you wonder why and how Makes you sell yourself short Makes you build it back up Makes you try harder to piece together Makes you strive to break apart Makes you miss the…

Paul Bittick Silence makes you think Makes you wonder why and how Makes you sell yourself short Makes you build it back up Makes you try harder to piece together Makes you strive to break apart Makes you miss the…

Tonight Beautiful, crisp cold that bites My nerve endings, making my hairs stand on end. Tonight is potential Sand dune barbecues Midnight moonlight beach walks and bonfires Star lit drives, sunroof down, exploring roads less traveled. The blood brain barrier…

Mariecar Mendoza nihilism is tiring with all this worrying about nothing, keeps minds from trusting, leading, loving, lusting. finding realism post-modernly, like any kid imagining. i exist only existentially, idolizing irony.   – Erik Matlin Electrical engineering senior

Mariecar Mendoza Of Promethean promise we crouch coiled and hesitant Maintained – is an air of unusual hesitance Thumbsuckers. Bedwetters. Gothics. Geniuses. And the police that wheel power from an abundance of softball games on natural grass Can you and…

Mariecar Mendoza The sun begins to rise Its rays kiss the grass Still asleep under dew blankets The blankets melt away The color comes alive And moves in the wind And rolls like the sea A sea of temptation Virgin…

Mariecar Mendoza Three days ago this died tragically Now it's time I put you away Force some logic and closure Inside the box where you'll stay   The black flowers line your casket Where I lay you to rest Though…

Nick Coury When we have never gone away The river bends and it strays To where we lie sad and angry On the wooden floors Wanting a colorful encore   She says, welcome back, He says, yeah it’s been a…

Mariecar Mendoza Picking petals off the rose It never crossed my mind to go She loves me not; she loves me so Now I know how it goes.   You live in a free country But you’ve got no choice…

Mariecar Mendoza Deep inside intestines lined with freedom crimes, she’s reaching in.   Searches far and wide for nothing at all; shaking hands where pad met lead.   A breath she took, one that you can’t hold.   Pretty pain…