The literary arts publication of Benilde-St. Margaret's School

Apotheosis

Gone Fishin’

Sarah Krieger, '16

April 18, 2016

Filed under Prose 2016

A gust of wind whirls my brunette hair in every direction and wraps it around my face. I swipe my tangled hair from my eyes and catch a glimpse of what I have been waiting for. I see a blurry figure slowly strolling down the hill,...

Life According to James

Lauren Goldstein, '16

April 18, 2016

Filed under Prose 2016

Walking up to the door, I didn’t know what to expect. Would he like me? Would I do a good job? Would it be fun? I rang the doorbell and was told to come inside. Before I even thought of taking off my shoes, a little ball of ...

All the World to One Child

Lilly Effertz, '16

April 18, 2016

Filed under Prose 2016

Waking up my stomach fills with a pit of anger and regret.  Hives and red patches form around my face and chest while thoughts of nerves and what ifs consume my mind.  Four-thirty in the morning is much too early to wake up...

Thanksgiving in the Effertz Household

Lilly Effertz, '16

April 18, 2016

Filed under Prose 2016

Opening the old, paint chipped, and rusty metal door I enter into my Godmother’s house.  My boots are encrusted with white and soggy fresh fallen slow, so I quickly kick them off and leap onto the dry mat that has the word...

What It Took from Me

Haley Ochs, '16

April 18, 2016

Filed under Prose 2016

As they pulled onto the side of the road, the radio host made his last remarks on the Nixon Watergate scandal, my grandpa turned off the engine. The young boys, Dave and Brad, who would become my dad and uncle, climbed out of...

How Not to Watch Netflix on a School Night

Alyssa Borsch, '16

April 18, 2016

Filed under Prose 2016

Right as I walk home from an exhausting day of school, I hear the silent calls of Netflix ringing through the halls of my home. It is hard to ignore its persistence—it beckons to me with the promise of a four-hour marathon of...

Gladys’ Place

Alyssa Borsch, '16

April 18, 2016

Filed under Prose 2016

“I don’t know if you’ve ever noticed this, but first impressions are often entirely wrong.” –Lemony Snicket *** At a moment like this, walking through the brightly lit hall adorned with pictures of the past, I wish I kne...

A Quest for Manhood

Charlie Wolfe, '16

April 18, 2016

Filed under Prose 2016

By the time I was in the fourth-grade I had read enough books to know that it is impossible to become a man unless I had first hit a homer, drove my homemade soap-box car, and built a tree house. I had serious doubts about my...

Free

Amanda Kautzer, '16

April 18, 2016

Filed under Prose 2016

~ * ~ 1 ~ * ~ Annakpok stood looking down the mirrored glass that extended below her.  Gently she opened the window, just a crack, and suddenly stepped back, buffeted by the gale that whipped her jet-black hair wildly around h...

Mother Knows Best

Ricky Floyd, '17

April 18, 2016

Filed under Prose 2016

“Don't wander off to far now, and DO NOT PLAY ON THE ICE!” snarled my slightly irritated mother as I ran down the wooden stairs to go play. Anxious to go outside, I burst through my back door ready to jump into the flakey...