By Caroline Ho, Assistant Editor Use me once then throw me out no time for hesitance nor doubt too busy too convenient I guess life’s just too exigent to…
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Creative Writing
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By Naomi Ambrose, Staff Writer On the opposite sides of the cracked asphalt footpath, the short green grass sprawled across the northern side of the park like a blanket.…
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By Jasper Milne, Contributor You’re pristine and perfect, Your eyes aglow and not a hair out of place, Comfortable and composed. I’m touchy and irrational, Lame but manic…
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By Roshni Riar, Staff Writer Rain sloshes down in heavy sheets, distorts our view from behind the windows. A lady stands at the bus stop outside. Her umbrella…
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By Vlad Krakov, Contributor you tell me i dont praise you enough, that you have half a mind to walk out that door with your skirt that only sways…
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By Naomi Ambrose, Staff Writer “All right then, folks, we have made our decision. Crane the Dane will have to retire.” John Jacobsen, the director of Cubbleton Academy’s mascot…
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By Roshni Riar, Staff Writer I’m staring at my Papa’s brown, wrinkled face and the way his tears catch the warm, afternoon light. His bike is lying behind him…
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By Caroline Ho, Assistant Editor Grocery store, five-thirty—it’s the perfect time of day To find us nine-to-fivers in our post-work disarray You’ve got your goods, now all that’s left is…
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By Isabelle Orr, Entertainment Editor After moving to a new apartment, I invited over a friend whose taste in interior decorating runs unparalleled. With a couple of throw rugs…
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By Vlad Krakov, Contributor Cannot remember what I did in the morning but in the afternoon I bussed over to Anna’s to pick my stuff up and more generally…