Mariecar Mendoza I’ll never be bored enough to call you, sorry enough to apologize or sad enough to miss you. I’ll never be lonely enough to want you miserable enough to cry or impulsive enough to see you. …
Ode to the AP Stylebook
Emily Rancer As I sit and stare at the pages Of newspapers yet to print I find myself staring for ages At my stylebook for a hint. Woeful are the rules for “said” And where the comma goes; I…
Haikus from the Desk of an Engineer
Caitlin Donnell Midterms are starting It is time to study hard Instead we party. Soon the clock hits twelve Then I'm off to my next class Anything but this. This teacher is bad No one can understand her…
After Life
Nick Coury We drew his name in the sky With teeth and bones From the shadows our bodies made in the sun. We moved in the air like chess pieces. One space at a time? Moments are of the essence,…
De Profundus Ater Clamo ad te Damine
Mariecar Mendoza The sun lacks compassion, Beating down relentlessly. Revealing the silent suffering, Of the young one dying. And in the bright sunlight, Shines something very dark. The struggle not to live, But to die. Crawling on an impending…
End of ouroboros
Louise Dolby End of ouroboros The well fed who rest upon designer beds Are not at war for divide and conquer, We Don’t care and disregard, as snakes skin shed Administration deaf to words that are…