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In the Halls of Books and Rules In the halls of books and rules, I feel trapped, like a caged bird. The clock ticks, time stands still, But my spirit longs to be free. Homework piles up like a mountain, A never-ending battle I face. The classroom walls close in on me, As I yearn…
The Old Toy Train
Trains were his number one interest. He loved them with all his heart. Little towns and mini people. Oh how this is just the start. He owns tracks and cars, trains and homes. Sometimes the mini people are replaced with gnomes. Small fake trees and grass being glued to the board. My pops had to…
Solve – Alexis Marotto
In the realm of questions, I took my flight, Determined to solve what hid from sight. WIth eyes wide open, my mind alight, I embarked on a journey, fueled by insight. A puzzle before me, intricate and profound, Its pieces scattererd, waiting to be found. With patience and focus, I then unwound, The tangled threads…
Jaundiced Eye
Her eyes are green Like the trees in mid-Spring Verdant, blooming While I’ve hardly taken root. Her eyes shine in the light So mesmerizingly Like the emerald around her neck That I could never afford. My eyes are also green But not in the same way as hers; They’re more like the limes I taste…
Field
I realized that I’m in a field With different flowers everywhere I thought I was your favorite But my roots remain in the ground. And not in your hands Like, who would really choose me? The longer I’m in the ground, the more roots grow The more I grow comfortable, the less likely I’ll leave.…
Hired for Destiny
What happens when you are this close to a new life and your old life comes back to haunt you?
It Started with Me & You
When I was young, I was friends with a neighborhood boy who liked the same things as me. Both of us were dirt poor, but it didn’t matter; as long as we had each other, there was always a make-believe adventure right around the corner. He grew up to be a star basketball player, and…
Mr. Bank’s Private Investigation Company: The Mysterious Demise of Alejandro DeLarusso – Abigael Kuhn
I opened my eyes and felt the cold droplets splattering across my face. My back burned with pain. Suddenly, I felt every part of my body hurt. My neck, my arms, my legs, but most of all, my back. It slowly came back to me. I was flying in a private jet that Mr. Banks,…
Leave it on the Court
One came with sneakers that are new, one came with sneakers that are old. One boy’s face was happy, yet the other’s face was cold. If the first boy was a flower, standing tall and proud, the second boy was a predator, ready to rip it from the ground. Different views of life were seen—…
A Jealous Witch Discovers Her Powers – Genevieve Trovato
Illustration Credit: Monica Rizzo In the small town called old Crimsonville, in Maine, there lived a beautiful young girl named Elvira Tempress. You might be wondering, what could be so interesting about this girl with a weird name? Well, she has a dark secret: she’s a witch. However, even she didn’t know this before our…
The Bewildering Witches – Carlie Garner
It was the morning of Halloween. In a few hours, the streets of this small, suburban town will be crowded with a surplus of eager children in eccentric costumes. Brooke was ecstatic. She had her costume set out and ready. All she had to do was get the school day over with. It was the…
A Ghost From His Past – Haylee Fischi
This isn’t the first time this story has been told, and it won’t be the last either. There is no stopping it. She can’t be stopped, and she’s coming for me, she’s coming for all of us. It was October 31, 2004, at 3 AM. Jasper and Kierra, two young teenagers, were driving while dense…
The Autumn Fairy by Kaden Williams
Image Credit: Hannah Anthony, ’25 Lexi and her Grandpa live on a lovely farm in a small town of Ohio. Each day, Lexi rises with a smile and greets the morning by brushing her long golden hair. This was a special morning. It was the day before Halloween, and Lexi loved Halloween. “Morning, Grandpa!” she…
I Am From – Haylee Fischi
With gratitude toward George Ella Lyon I am from diaries, From unspoken words and unspoken thoughts. I am from a canvas And paintbrush strokes I am from the roses I have received. The grass where I’ve laid Feeling the earth’s connection on my back. I am from love and heartbreak From comfort and despair. I’m…
I Am From – Genevieve Trovato
With gratitude toward George Ella Lyon I am from love From family dinners and boardgames I am from rowdiness From sarcasm and crying laughter Home cooked meals, bedtime stories, and muddy shoes I am from arguments Lonely nights and boring days Tears of happiness and hatred I am from compromise From mom’s house to dad’s…
Where I’m From – Carlie Garner
With gratitude to George Ella Lyon I am from train exhaust, from overpriced ice cream and jaywalking. I am from coal in the fireplace and under my feet. (Black, glistening, It tasted like dirt and dust.) I am from whitetail deer, the deciduous oaks whose long-gone limbs I remember as if they were my own.…
Two Flowers
You know that saying, “Roses are Red,” “Violets are Blue-“ Then people just put whatever sounds like a good saying? You know those two flowers in Minecraft? The Wither Rose and Cornflower? What if I was the Wither Rose, Black, And you were the Cornflower, Blue, And what if I could make everything die? Everything…
A Man’s Choice
About two years ago, there was a town called West Creek. In this town, people knew everyone else and it was like the whole town was in its own pocket. Within that town, there lived a boy and his family, his parents and little sister. Their lives were great and largely routine, with the…