Animal
Sean Sugrue
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It inhabits the night,
And the day,
At all hours and instants
It makes of life its prey.
It lay lurking,
Always working to extinguish
The flame of joy and hope,
As a coy fireman awaiting
His beck and call,
Awaiting the bell which
Bid him drag to Hell
The romantic pyromaniac.
It slithers about,
Among the withered weeds
It touts its legless mass,
A crass length of
Scaly armor, which
Once unsuitable is
Unsuited and soon is
Re-rooted anew,
It basks,
Never asking whether
It should bask,
Never asking
If alternative tasking
Might be more noble,
It knows not nobility,
It has not the ability
To meditate on its sins,
On these it may only
Pre-meditate,
Or otherwise predicate
The evil from which it is derived.
Emmy Kelley
J e f f E d w a r d s
Sitting
Katie Houde
I am desperately waiting for my future, hoping for great things. I sit and watch and wait and be. I am not an active participator, but it’s all happening to me. Taking the reins is hard, scary, but what will I be if I don’t? What will I amount to if I sit and watch and wait and be? I am still sitting. I have not raised my trembling hand and gripped the leathery straps with all the strength I can muster and pulled myself up and put myself in control. What if I am always sitting and watching and waiting and being without finishing or accomplishing or doing? The hope is sizzling and soon it will fizzle, but before it does I have to stand and jump in and do, so that hope may boil away to reveal the fully developed person beneath.
Sarah Pollard
Maddie Gear
The Fall
Lydia McWilliams
​
They warned me
but I wouldn’t brace for impact.
They tried to show me the truth
but I closed my eyes.
They tried to comfort me
but my emotions stayed locked.
But then they spoke it aloud.
And now my eyes are open
The ground is rushing closer
It never seemed so close before
If only I had listened
Before I hit the ground.
Black Heart
Tyler Morrison
​
It was black
Like the heart
That I once had
This darkness looks like me
But
Another me
Is what there will never be
It crawls up me
Like a spider to its web
Until
It finally takes control
Dark shore
Tyler Morrison
It was dark and stormy when
Waves crashed upon a littered shore
Littered with crushed dreams
And bad memories
Then
Running out of the woods
Came an old figure
Made out of
Crushed bones and widening eyes
Then... I realized
I was looking in a mirror
Alicia Williams
Maddie Gear
Untitled
Joseph Messier
​
They say that loneliness will drive you mad.
I'm not there yet.
I may be in the barrel ready to go over the falls
but I still hold hope.
That while I'm descending into delirium that I will be saved before I fall too far. "But what is this?"
A ray of light coming from above,
"Is this the angel that is here to save me from my sorrows."
That light is wasn't the angel
but it was the light of dawn
reminding you that...
that was the past coming to haunt you. You are reminded by a familiar voice
that you have already been saved by your angel.