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2025 Fall Contest Winner: Hug It Tight
Bella Burnett '28 I asked you, when will I know? When will I be “that” person? When will I be the one with those brilliant ideas, The kind that rush out of people so strongly and quickly, But yet are still so detailed, and meticulously perfected in a blink of my eye. My eye that struggles to see, but still wants to try, I put on my glasses but yet I still find myself asking, When will I be proud? Time blows away, The wind carries what could have been, It’s off somewhere with
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Stranger to a Memory
Sylvie Harrington '26 I skipped across the terse grass, tossed myself over the cold stone. That quiet was an exhale, that wiry midnight gate curling open, its familiar squeak a greeting, the trimmed hill ahead a comfortable challenge. I’d twirl myself in hurricanes around those firm white pillars, those sturdy tree trunks. The quiet is a stern appraisal. The house stares, hangs, like a plain linen dress collecting dust in a wooden closet. The slivers between the might
Caroline Bingley’s Weakness
Sylvie Harrington '26 I am unbeaten in the game of watching. Judging, more like, quipping, tight-lipped, head high, dress fine silk, the angle of my jaw set straight against the jealous green of cloth, but I am not carefree. Will never be, as she tracks mud into my sitting room, hair in an absentminded knot she does not tend or preen or give a thought to anything but her impulse. And why? do the corners of his mouth turn up ever so slightly at her flushed face,
Damn the Seeds
Maggie Salerno '26 After Amy Winehouse From “Tears Dry On Their Own” (“ All I can ever be to you is a darkness that we knew and this regret, I've got accustomed to. ”) I was tricked, deceived, preyed upon, the Narcissus his accomplice. All It is to him is a mere game. And I Tell him exactly that. “Love is a losing game”. Can I ever have what was once mine? Ever Haunting dreams of what if. What would be If I never succumbed to those six seeds. To Eat them was to be chained.
Galileo's Faith
Xavier Tubio '28 The solar system’s true center has been found, And so I deem the Church doctrine to be flawed For it is not the Earth that the planets revolve around Because my claim in the present only confounds, They have labeled me a fraud But I remain confident in this knowledge, newfound They tell me heliocentrism is heresy, hellbound Their inquisitions and trials strike like claws But I know my luminosity will one day be renowned Although at the present I am hounded By
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