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By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor then suddenly every love song was about you. your name rings loud in the…
By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor then suddenly every love song was about you. your name rings loud in the…
By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor A walk along the shore, Crusted in coral and glass, Morning breaks…
By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor Ā The shining sun, the quiet breeze, The tides and waves of oceans…
By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor It is time to rev up your engines, boys, for now we’re playing a…
A fictional story, part two By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor Part One Hands down, my parents…
By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor “I wanna be with you all day when I wake up and fall asleep,”…
By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor āiām cold,ā i breathe into you and your warmth thatās only present on occasion…
By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor My last thought before the cold needle slips into my skin is…
A ghastly gourd origin story By Craig Allan, Staff Writer On a late October evening, police were called to…
By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor They do not echo on the sod and soot; your expensive sneakers, longboard with…