By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor I don’t know if I can changeFor the better Oh, I might just stay the sameI hear them say: do people ever really change? oh,…
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By CJ Sommerfeld, Staff Writer keyboard harmonics sound so melancholic played sedate fingers linger on the ivories unduly legato performance anxieties could you remind me again, of the proprieties? perusing…
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor People make no sense.Like the time I counted out twenty-five cents in penniesat a drive-thru rather than paying with a quarter. We do…
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By CJ Sommerfeld, Staff Writer Keyboard class is accompanied by the crow Edgar Allen No Mopped the floor two weeks back before hitting a mental plateau Now a canopy of…
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By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor don’t want a dragged out apologyI won’t pity you for hurting mecan’t let this slideI wanted you for my whole life let your tears well…
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By CJ Sommerfeld, Staff Writer candle’s quivering flame embodiesconversationbrazenBrahms and Liszt on their kneessmothering their preservation a bookshelf of expertise does the candle’s illumination tease? I forgot that we were…
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By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor I desired my dust to be mingled with yoursforever and forever, and forever. It’s a different type of craving where my bones ache and my…
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By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor I’ve always known eventually I’d be alone in thisJust like everyone else is Close my eyes to feel one with the great abyssIt’s always known…
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By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor 6 in the morning mourningthe life I haven’t lived yet. I’ve gotta get goinggoingor else I will be stuck in regret—stuck in debt and cigarettes.…
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By Morgan Hannah, Life & Style Editor She was shopping at the market, wearing a heavy dresswhen she woke up, feeling tired of devastation. Time still continued to move slowly—…
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