Austin Price, Editor in Chief
The rain patters on the tin roof
Split, splatter, split, splatter
Continuous pounding of cool water
Onto old, rickety metal
Read MoreThe Forest: Destruction
Carver Lawson, Special Projects Manager
The lumberjack visited my forest often,
I’d see him sweetly swing that axe
and for miles you could hear the thundering whack.
Read MorePurple Sea
Austin Price, Editor in Chief
Lavender blue
Lavender green
Those are the colors
Of the purple sea
Read MoreCover Up
Austin Price, Editor in Chief
The breath of winter’s lungs, chills us to the bone
The cold is prickly, making the body weak and feeble
Despite our menagerie of fabric draped upon us, with stitching keeping us concealed, our delicate flesh protrudes out, adjusting the texture of our usually smooth skin
Read MoreOn Stage
Tapestry of Loss
Lily Berzoza, Staff Videographer
Tapestry of Loss
A visual poem written and directed by Lily Berzoza.
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