By Naomi Ambrose, Staff Writer The sun is dazzlingly bright, high above the cloudless sky, where it shines like a yellow light, too bright for birds to fly. …
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Creative Writing
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By Caroline Ho, Assistant Editor White sheet, blank page, just empty space I’m full of possibility no lines no rules nothing but room just express creativity come fill…
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By Roshni Riar, Staff Writer I gather your words in my hands, fists clenched around their shape. They leak out from my fingers, fresh picked blackberries I press into…
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By Chrys Enns, Contributor Once when I was walking home from my minimum wage job that I hated more than anything most days but that day the most I…
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By Caroline Ho, Assistant Editor Dear snow Won’t you please go away It’s cold I find this not okay I’m told The winter’s nearly done Behold— This snow’s once…
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By Kshitij Verma, Contributor My sorrows have been “nothing” my happiness has been “nothing” “nothing” may seem blank, empty but I see that even things which seem blank are…
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By Naomi Ambrose, Staff Writer Falling from the sky above, white like the blank pages on my lap the snowflakes emerge with the strength of a dove, flying quietly…
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By Roshni Riar, Staff Writer I’ve become a stranger to myself again. In the quiet of the morning, I brush my teeth without the lights on, concentrate hard on…
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By Caroline Ho, Assistant Editor Creation, craft—the yarn beneath your fingers takes its shape within the strands lies your escape Unwind your thoughts, unspool the threads, just lose…
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By Jasper Milne, Contributor Letting go of that moment is hard. He hugged you tighter than you’d ever been held before—or so it seemed at the time—and he shocked…