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Snow is the time for festivities, family, and fun.

As Slow as Molasses (Poem)

Bella DeNicholas, Writer November 6, 2024

The winter is cold A time we want to forget As we hold To our regret The days feel As if they can’t Be real As those chant Cheery Christmas songs And spread love The longs Of...

Embracing failure leads to a redefined past, a reimagined future, and a fulfilling present time.

Embracing Failure: Confronting Regret and the Fear of the Future (Vignette)

Patric Wallis, Writer October 2, 2024

Regret has become a familiar feeling for me in the past few months. It feels that my life only really started just over a year ago, and I feel that I’ve been evolving at the speed of light. With this...

My bother and I at his wedding.

A letter to my brother (poem)

Aspen Bingham, Content Editor September 4, 2024

You healed me. The parts of me that were unknowingly cut open and bleeding. The troubles I faced, you somehow faded them and showed me love. When I lacked bravery and strength, you were my protector. When...

Yearning for youth in fear of growing up.

yearning our youth (poem)

Shayd Fuller, Copy and Design Editor August 26, 2024

As our class moves up Our need to progress goes down   We are scared of what comes next We are scared of the unknown   What do we do when night falls and suddenly we’re not...

If a person was split into two it’d be you and I.

A letter to my other half (vignette)

Rebekah Dennis, Writer April 23, 2024

I was thrilled about two of my favorite artists releasing new music in the same month. This was the same day you came up to me, knowing about my excitement. Of course you were also excited, we have the...

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fig tree (Vignette)

Melia Sloss, Copy and Design Editor April 19, 2024

Sylvia Plath screams in my head. Her voice is shrill and ripped raw, cracking and weak as she repeats the same two words from her parched lips. It’s so deafening that I wince. “Fig tree.” Everything...

We have to constantly be on alert, even in environments we normally feel safe in.

“He does it all the time” (vignette)

Anonymous April 18, 2024

Author’s note: I am writing this because my sister is going to the grade I was when this story happened. This vignette was written just to share my story and get my thoughts onto a page. Each year about...

Things I wish I knew when I was younger.

A letter to my younger self (poem)

Enola Potter, Writer April 4, 2024

you’re your own person, love should make you feel good, your friends should treat you with kindness, you don’t need others validation, just your own, it’s okay to be alone sometimes, appreciate...

dear Cydnee

a letter to my sister (poem)

Shayd Fuller, Copy and Design Editor March 26, 2024

to my sister, if i had a million words to describe my sister there are many things that come to mind generous, kind, empathetic, caretaker, everything she is, i am not   to my sister   from...

every girl in the history of womanhood wishes they could read their mothers thoughts (poem)

every girl in the history of womanhood wishes they could read their mothers thoughts (poem)

Addy Mooradian, Writer March 12, 2024

 if i could i would dive in the deepest end i would board her train of thoughts and ride it until i saw all of the beautiful sights along the way then maybe i could make her understand me more than...

Waves and grief hold similarities in their passing nature.

drowning in grief waves (poem)

Aspen Bingham, Content Editor March 1, 2024

they say that grief comes in waves they were right i’m drowning in the waves crashing over my body    the first wave was denial this wave crashed over my body and made me numb so numb my...

Junk drawers (poem)

Junk drawers (poem)

Addy Mooradian, Writer February 22, 2024

there’s something so incredibly remarkable about the Junk of a Drawer  there’s one bound to be found in any room in a home almost anywhere the lengths that some go to hide it from your curious...

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