Category: Spring 2021
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Raspberry Bush by Hannah Clark
I am not a fruit ripe for the pickingI am not made simply to be preserved in a jar I am a living, breathing organismI grow, I dieI can hurt, I can learn I do not exist for any other purpose thanthe simple pleasure of feelingthe sun on my face
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They by Connor Bowers
They use their race To always set the pace They use their power To try and devour Those who are louder They use history To try and claim victory They use their status To sit inside a palace They use their gender To end her And often become offenders They use their wealth To hurt someone else They use who they are …
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The Life of a Background Goddess by Hannah Middaugh
I sighed for the hundredth time and crossed my arms. I slumped back in my chair in the corner of the room, and continued to listen to my uncles Zeus, God of Sky and Thunder, Poseidon, God of the Sea, Earthquakes and Horses, and Hades, God of the Underworld, my father, argue. Other gods tried…
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Oenophiles by Michael Cornelius
Her lips are a Lambrusco—sweet, tart, and cheap.Mine, a vihno verde—a little crisp, a little green, a little chapped. We may be lesser wines,but oh, how we effervesce.
