Who am I? Biologically speaking, a 20 year old female. True, yet that doesn’t feel right. Who am I? Some may say ‘hard worker,’ ‘student,’ ‘associate.’ Is that all I am? Who am I? Maybe it’s how others see me …
Scales, Fails, and Mirrors by Brandon Carver
Being healthy is almost effortless when you’re young and active. As a three-sport athlete in high school, I never even thought about needing to get fit or be in better shape. With the rigorous year-round practices and games that come …
The Start by Katie Kocheski
A short figure was standing in the middle of a field of blood and bodies. She was panting, puffs of air coming out like smoke; it was freezing. Sword in hand staring off into nothingness, doused in the blood of …
Ableness is Close to Godliness by Salem Verrie
It’s eerie. I lay awake at night as the monster rips at my skin. I have to do what everyone else can do despite the monster. Me and the monster are not friends. But, when people poke at the monster …
Like Words Upon Petals by Brynn Greene
Two birds of a feather. Smiling ever so bright, fitting for the god of the sun. He played songs to his lover, Beautiful music on his golden lyre. They shared a bond that rivaled Orpheus and Eurydice. Connected at the …
Meditations on Fall (from a bunch of random books in my room) by Meagan White
the first week of august was motionless and hot when at last— a long caesura fell and at once it was mid-october and that’s when i begged “Let me do the eternal work of Autumn!” and plucked the greenest leaf …
The Hawk and the Rabbit by Marion Scroggins
Fast wings flap skyward The hawk dives for the rabbit Too late, it escapes.
A Dream by T. Jones
A dream. 30 seconds of an 8 hour journey. I blink. Where am I? There is a concrete jungle covered in ferns and vines. A whisper. Calling my name each time I close my eyes. She calls my name. I …
Limbs by Sara Potter
Limbs Out of the skyline they rise. Bare branches like arms reaching out trying to touch limb to limb. Yearning to no longer be bare like the skin on my chest. The wind causes swaying of branches wrapping around each …
I Felt Like a Failure (A Critical Analysis) by Hanna Slaughter
I Felt Like A Failure: A Critical Analysis of Sarah Hoffmann’s “What the Pandemic Has Done to the Class of 2020” A 2020 graduate Allyson Prater, M.A., explained how her pandemic graduation was “just another Thursday.” When asked how she …