Mikayla Leskey | Arts and Entertainment Editor Beautiful red lighthouse at sunset with purple cloudscape. Marine evening background wallpaper. / Photo by 'Kawaii-S', licensed by Envato.com . I’m standing in a field of rotting flowers. Waves crashing beneath me, wind sweeping my hair, salt on its entrails. There’s a lighthouse in the distance, barely peeking through the fog, a guiding light to sailors and ships alike; begging for their safe return. It throws me back to snowto

Mikayla Leskey | Arts and Entertainment Editor A hand made puppet of cloth sitting on a soft cozy armchair, pink flowers on the first plan of a picture. / Photo by 'PedaltotheStock', licensed by Envato.com . I’m sorry for ever hating you. that I let other people's opinions warp my mind to the point where I couldn’t even speak of you without fear of being called a girly-girl. I didn’t want to be like other girls such a pre-teen fear wrought from misogynistic opinions—that I h

Julianna Concepcion | Staff Writer Recently in one of my courses, I was asked to read Elizabeth Acevedo's The Poet X. I found it to be riveting, culturally aware, and beautiful; the book felt so connected to music and Latin Caribbean culture; that my mind kept moving in the "musical" direction as I was reading it. So, I made a playlist! If you've read the book, it would make more sense. It's written in free verse poetry, making it a short, semi-easy read. I recommend! Norma

Alexander Hewes | Contributing writer He sees the grey sky, the one that brings tear drops. As he sees the tower of time, the pillar...

Mackenzie Sheldon | Opinion editor She loves  to write. She paces around her room, figuring out how to phrase the last sentence. She...

Anonymous | Expressions I miss this feeling. Shivers without being cold. Vunrablily and sensitivity showing up as goosebumps all over my...

Mackenzie Sheldon | Contributing Writer Writing brings forth every feeling your brain had been protecting you from. It releases lost...

Malek Allari | Editor-in-Chief The poem discusses a bittersweet relationship between the narrator and his father and how his father might...

Malek Allari| Editor in Chief The poem talks about a black man who is having troubles at the apartment/house he is renting, including a...

Malek Allari | Editor-in-Chief I saw the brunette figure descending from her throne, A bright light shone behind her, The sound of spring...

Malek Allari | Editor-in-Chief The cold breeze kissed my face, As it entered from the window. I was sitting in the driver’s seat,...