The voice of the students

The Catamount

The voice of the students

The Catamount

The voice of the students

The Catamount

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Lost Things – Poetry

Julia Watts January 4, 2023

What is it to be broken?  Shattered like a glass screen?  Shattered like the tension of meaningless drama?  Shattered like everyone else’s small, small world?   Walk by a million...

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A Relaxing Cup of Hot Cocoa

Wendy Brannon December 20, 2022

  In a snowy northern forest, in a snowy clearing, in a snow-covered cottage, in front of a crackling fire, a puffy little arctic fox stretched open its little mouth and yawned. It stood up from...

Image Credit: Illustrated by Norma Lin

Favor for a Friend Afflicted – Short Story

Norma Lin December 15, 2022
I met her at a low point in my life. She hovered over me as I came to, her eyes wide and unblinking. She was made of sinew and flaking leather. Her long hairs hung sparsely and colorlessly from her scalp in patches. I was screaming. She didn’t follow my gaze when I strained to see the snapped tibia jutting out of my shin, and instead stared unfalteringly at my face as I shrieked and whimpered. My blood had sunk into the snow, spreading, staining her threadbare robes where she knelt beside me...

Submerged – Psychological Thriller

Aurelia Stokke October 31, 2022

Her eyes open. She’s enveloped in pure darkness, where the light is even afraid to show itself. Why can’t she breathe? She tries moving an arm, but it’s slow and languid. Did she even...

Headless Horseman

Aurelia Stokke October 30, 2022

He flocks alone in the dark of night, Chilling the townspeople with deathly fright. A bloody stump atop a human body. And his billowing cape, gory and gaudy He’s come to steal you from your abode. His...

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Fall Poetry: you’re not falling, the leaves are

Phebe Emmanuel October 30, 2022

you’re not falling, the leaves are. they’re tuning bright red like the pain that rages inside of you, but the difference is that they are rotting away and you are not. you are just beginning to bloom....

The Giant

Phebe Emmanuel, Reporter, Poet, Copy Editor May 20, 2022

My roots  Have slithered down Slinked underground From this Black girl in Seattle  To the giant Of Africa   Where the blood runs hot and the sun even hotter Where mistempered...

Walking the Line

Phebe Emmanuel , Reporter, Poet, Copy Editor February 11, 2022

Maami My mother Sings in a tongue I knew but Along this journey  Of walking the line between  One too many worlds  Have forgotten Its hold on me  Never fading   Always...

Perfect Imperfections

Joseph Riggio, Reporter, Poet February 11, 2022

Some are deaf and hear the world. Some are blind and see the future. Some are crippled and walk 'till the end. Others are religious and commit every sin.   Some are weak and lend a...

Ducks in a Row

Halli Conom, Reporter May 27, 2021

People keep telling me “Get your ducks in a row” and sometimes, I feel like telling them that it’s okay for them to wander.    Why should it matter if all of my ducks are...

Burst Your Bubble

Halli Conom, Reporter May 27, 2021
Sorry to burst your bubble. 
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