I’ve got a teardrop in my pocket Sprawling down from my face Cracks in the ceiling Evident from space Where am I going What do I know A purple striped zebra A polka-dotted cow Smiles disappearing Broken, torn away Drops slowly fading Into summers day […]
Month: April 2014
A NOTE FROM THE ARTIST: Whilst gallivanting about the local elementary school looking for interesting spots, this staircase struck me as a good spot for an interesting portraiture to captivate a longing and yearning aura. Alex Wright, ’14 ||Canon EOS Rebel T3 || Assistant Art Editor
[cycloneslider id=”diy-unicorn-toilet-paper-holder”] ***A special thanks to Mr. Buckler, who helped us create this wonderful DIY*** Michael Broyles ’15 || Literary Staff Shelby Poffenberger ’14 || Literary Staff Emily Slaughter ’14 ||Art Editor In Chief
“The Cross of Snow” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow is a solid story of a man who sees a woman long dead. Pay attention to the middle, it describes the woman’s death. This may be a short poem […]
She didn’t know. She didn’t know. She didn’t know. She didn’t know. All she knew was that whatever it was, she had felt an undeniable compelling, almost subconsciously, to walk to the attic stairs. To those wonderful, wonderful pictures that everyone else hated.
Buffalo Nickel: The years gone by have contracted many different memories that as a whole leave him a nostalgic man stuck in the days of boyhood and the home he once had. The line most hard to understand was this: “Buffalo, brown-matted fungus of God” […]