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Friday, June 05, 2009
By Matthew Schwiebert, Class of 2009
The well
Black as ill concealed desire,
Gaping, gluttonous black pit,
Shattered bucket, frayed rope,
Alone the well sits
Well with dusty bottom
And well eroded stones,
Rotting timbers and
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Friday, May 15, 2009
By Spencer Starnes, Class of 2010
"Consumption of Self"
Follow the motions,
obey your daily functions,
programmed to disappoint,
mechanical creation,
break free!
Joints rusted over with apathy,
eat, drink, sleep and rep
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Friday, May 01, 2009
By Lauren Faw, Class of 2009
Life hasn't treated Jonah well, and he doesn't think much of it. However, an amazing opportunity could change everything.
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Thursday, April 30, 2009
By Lauren Faw, Class of 2009
"The River Bed"
My old friend, the river bed.
I’ve missed your mossy kisses at my feet,
All the times we spent
So free and happy.
The ones I loved left me long ago,
And I could hardly stand
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Monday, April 27, 2009
Lindsey Hoffman, Class of 2012
Staff photographer Lindsey Hoffman provides us with a break from the routine and the chance to appreciate the glory of nature around us.
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Friday, April 24, 2009
By Lauren Faw, Class of 2009
I heard from various sources, both young and old, that The Shack was an excellent, life-altering novel. Upon actually reading the book, I beg to differ.
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Wednesday, April 08, 2009
By Leiloni Mulligan, Class of 2009
She is not comfortable leaving her home,
No one to talk to because she is alone,
So she sits in her room with nowhere to go.
No body knows that she is alive, and no
One bothers to come inside.
Wi
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Monday, March 16, 2009
By Spencer Starnes, Class of 2010
I am destroying the walls that I have built
The battering ram driven by the force of guilt
Failure in life to become something worth something
Future slain by sloth, diminished to nothing.
No g
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Thursday, March 05, 2009
By Spencer Starnes, Class of 2010
Without reply she's left with so many
unanswered questions.
Questions as numerous as the
tears in her eyes.
Like shards of glass is the
liar's smile
Jagged teeth and a
lie-blackened throat.
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Tuesday, February 17, 2009
By Spencer Starnes, Class of 2010
This is a memory to those who have fallen,
To those who've died in the Savior's name,
Cowardice and fear unfamiliar to you,
This world will never be the same.
Unbelievable tortures endured by f
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