By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor In the bathroom at night I’m flossing my teeth and listening to the lone bell out on the ocean Dark waves slap at…
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor a beautiful mistressyou are hard to leave behindwhen i know you are no good for methe longer i staythe more i realizei’m going…
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By CJ Sommerfeld, Staff Writer harvesting fish and berries a culture buried the scorpion’s heart: Antares its carmine no longer bleeds the land has mutinied an open rebellion abandoning…
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor The thing is, falling through the air is a slow sensation. You feel every second of it. I made the decision to jump,…
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor If you asked me what time it was, I could not say. If you asked me what day it was, I couldn’t even…
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor The sheer number of unknowns that we, as a collective, have on this planet and its inhabitants is frightening. For how entangled in…
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By CJ Sommerfeld, Staff Writer I counterfeiting aesthetic. not admittingthe origins of all you ownwere neither by choice nor newhoping others haven’t caught on,unwitting II through the un-mowed grasssegmenting ant’s…
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By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor No one’s touch feels quite like yoursWearing pearls on my 21styou had fun with them. oh, how cometell me to and I’m on all fours…
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor Rabbit is dead. This wasn’t how everything was supposed to go. We were supposed to land smoothly, find my sister’s body—dead or alive,…
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor Like a bag full of marbles, the hull of the ship begins to clack about the closer to the surface we get. “Thrusters,…
