Apotheosis

Social Media by Caitlin Fox ’19

May 1, 2019

Filed under Poetry, Poetry 2019

The consumption of a teenager’s life Nearly all of us can relate Picking up our phones hundreds of times a day Right when you wake up, at school, in the bathroom, while you eat It’s second-nature, we bring our phones everywhere...

The Friend by Julia Hoover ’20

May 1, 2019

Filed under Poetry, Poetry 2019

Six girls crying in the back of a church Fighting off demons that torture and hurt Beautiful temple, but tired and faint Breaking hearts and chipping paint Watching her crumble from the other side Prison walls ...

Evil Highway by Estelle Beutz ’19

May 1, 2019

Filed under Poetry, Poetry 2019

Evil Highway   33 miles of blacktop lay ahead of him. He drives this highway every day to a soy-bean farm. A humble family farm on the border of South Dakota and Nebraska. It doesn’t pay much, but ...

My Actions by Taylor Anderson ’19

May 1, 2019

Filed under Poetry, Poetry 2019

“My Actions” People fear death, hate, rejection They fear others freewill so much they oppress their own, They live so long only to see their life amount to the spare change in their pocket   Life is n...

wilted flowers by Alana Kabaka ’21

May 1, 2019

Filed under Poetry, Poetry 2019

picking up the petals of the stupid game he loves me he loves me not he told her to keep her voice down that her words were nothing but a road block when she would cry i put her head to my chest i look her in her e...

The Cup of the Covenant by Luis Mojica ’19

May 1, 2019

Filed under Poetry

The Cup of the Covenant   My baby, My lover, My one true companion, If there was only you in this world, I would have no grievance. I’m never not entranced by your blonde, soft hair. Your eyes remind m...

Solo by Frankie Lynch ’20

May 1, 2019

Filed under Poetry, Poetry 2019

Esquiando por el bosque La nieve cae y el viento sopla cansados Mis pies son Frías mis manos están   Pienso que me perdí No se la dirección Solo sigo el camino y espero que regrese   A...

Interpretation by Maizy Jackson ’19

May 1, 2019

Filed under Poetry, Poetry 2019

Wanderlust and hundreds of colors You don’t know what’s before you What’s real is often quite deceiving But you imagination pulls you closer To see the infinite universe Some say its space Others say say its waste ...

Black Bodies by Alana Kabaka ’21

March 19, 2019

Filed under Poetry, Poetry 2019

i try not to step on the bones of my ancestors but they seem to be scattered everywhere sweet secrets of bleaching skin with lemon juice i am seeking secrets slept on unsatisfied tough i try to swim with weights tied...

High School

Anna Bergsland, '17

April 3, 2017

Filed under Poetry

Freshman Year: The hallway is filled with nervous cheers. A new school, new people, new beginnings. The anticipation of what lies ahead is the motivation. Four more years of excitement.   Sophomore Year: Things...

Unspoken

Marit Gulbrandson, '17

April 3, 2017

Filed under Poetry

You say everyone has a voice, the right to their own opinion. You preach the importance of understanding, of hearing everyone’s point of view. You teach us to be accepting: to recognize our differences.   You...

Fragmented Mentality

Abigail Gage, '18

April 3, 2017

Filed under Poetry

We put our emotions and feelings into anything just to feel we are human. Whether its objects, books, ideas, poetry, sex, art, or other humans we try and find ourselves through them all. This is a beautiful way to get lost....

Chasing Souls

Abigail Gage, '18

April 3, 2017

Filed under Poetry

Smoke bellowed from their mouths and disguised confidence seeped from their skin. Their minds were sharp, but their hearts were dull. His heart was dull, for he knew he could only love when he was lonely. He placed his happines...

Storm Ridden Skin

Abigail Gage, '18

April 3, 2017

Filed under Poetry

I want to escape the storm that has become my heart and roam the streets Without fear of thunder I want to dry my eyes of raindrops and cease the flood of numb emotion Most of all I want to remember that without storms nothing gr...