I feel like I am on the border of something new Like I am staring at the precipice of the unknown and I don’t know how to jump- My legs are full of lead and my head swims in monotony So I am writing it all out slowly Wringing out all the words, setting them down to dry- Learning how to jump. She lives the notion
Of this new generation’s emotion. She breathes baby boomer static And exhales music.
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Peace
When the lights are dim And fading out You carry me into the dark The world is asleep Find me counting sheep The night is left unseen When the morning calls And grows to a shout You lift me into a cloud I’m lost in my dreams As the midnight screams The rain fronts my sheen Your eyes The first thing I see when I see you. Simple and cliche I know. But what else can I say? you once asked me to describe your eyes. You didn't know that I look at your eyes even when you're not looking. If I had to describe your eyes. Id say they were the color you see when you look up at the Azul sky through A window that was lightly coated with ice. The colors supposed to be cold, but nothing has ever made me feel quite as warm. Jimmy Newswanger (11)
tomorrow feels so far away not even close enough that i could get my fingertips around it- it stays awash in the thick lacquer of: things to discover after the night ends… You taught me Brotherly love and water ice. Football and Duck feet. You taught me that to love life You had to live it first. -kenig I see the women in my family. They started with you And turned into me And I hold your rusty needles in my hand, wondering exactly how similar they would have been. -Hrin Paige Anderson (11)
“Is she okay?” Memories of the subway and the girl flooded his mind. He had been shoved closer to the yellow line just as a subway car pulled up, anxiety had flooded his senses. Then, within a matter of seconds, he had ripped the car from off the tracks and thrown it at the people to his right. However, there had only been one person beside him. Kyrie didn’t remember what she looked like, only the scream that left her and the feeling of paralysis that overtook him. He had woken up here, in the Seattle Hospital for the Supernatural. Doctor Ott snorted, bringing the present back to the forefront of Kyrie’s mind, “Heavens no. You threw a train car at her, remember? A paralisis ability can’t stop 10 tons of metal, you feel?” “Oh my God. I’m so sorry,” Ky covered his mouth and gritted his teeth. He didn’t know. How could he not have known? “She’ll be okay though! Her paralisis ability does help her to heal faster than an average human. All of her organs had glued themselves back together before paramedics could get there. She’s like a lizard or something. Who knows?” The doctor giggled to himself and then wrote something down on his clipboard. How was he laughing at a moment like this? How often did he deal with something like this? Kyrie stared straight ahead. “Am I going to jail?” “No?” The doctor sounded baffled that he would even ask such a thing. “Haven’t you read the Ability Accords? Especially with an ability like yours?” “I don’t have an ability.” “Oh,” The doctor sighed out, tapping his pen to his lip. “It’s just manifesting. This isn’t puberty? So this is a freak occurrence. As in, I have to do a blood test. Yikes.” “I don’t mind blood or anything, but what do you mean by a freak occurrence?” Ky said while Doctor Ott spun around and dug his hand into some of the jars that had been next to the sink. He pulled out a sterile needle, a syringe, and a blue strip of latex. Ky was familiar with the process since he had mono as a kid. “Freak occurrence means that you are the first case I’ve ever seen, probably the only case in modern history, with your condition. I mean, it isn’t even a condition. It’s just who you happen to be and what’s going on with you currently. I think you’ll survive but no way to know for sure without tests,” Doctor Ott took a wipe out of his drawer and began to rub his arm. Kyrie stared up at him in disbelief. “Is this actually happening to me?” Ky said it to himself but the doctor nodded his head, adding a little “yes” before the boy spoke again, “It makes no sense.” Doctor Ott tilted his head to the side as he took the lid off of the needle and attached it to the syringe, “You’re telling me!” The Doctor plunged the needle into his arm and Ky felt his mind fog up. It was a similar feeling to the one he had felt down in the subway. Like all of his senses were being attacked at once. He felt like he was in danger. He was in danger. Why did this man have to stick a needle in his arm to find out what was happening to him? Why-- The Doctor finished drawing his blood and retracted the needle. His senses were no longer filled and he wasn’t in danger. He knew he wasn’t. Why had he felt so scared? “So external stress sets you off, huh?” Doctor Ott wrote something down on his clipboard. Ky swallowed and sighed. “How’d you know?” “Your skin got hotter, your breathing got heavier, and it was almost like your skin got thicker. We’ll have to look further into this. It’s not very common for someone to manifest multiple abilities at once, but you might have. We’ll have to see,” Doctor Ott clicked his pen and started towards the door. Ky almost lunged out of his seat, “Wait, that’s it? Really?” “Well, I was going to come back in a moment. I need to discuss something with the Nurse,” Doctor Ott flashed a false smile at Ky. His eyes flashed an orange color and then seemed to bite the inside of his cheek, “Is that okay?” “Perfectly fine. Sorry for the inconvenience,” Ky waved his hands as if to apologize again. He sunk back into his seat as the Doctor swiftly left the room. He scrubbed a hand down his face. What was he going to do? "Triple B" - Brad Bavis (12)
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Kade Elliot (12) |
With the illusion of an over sung nursery rhyme
Sinking further in further into a sea of monotony
I drown in the breakers of liquidized graphite-
A sweet escape
-Jocelyn Hittle (10)
Sinking further in further into a sea of monotony
I drown in the breakers of liquidized graphite-
A sweet escape
-Jocelyn Hittle (10)
Natalie Bowman (9)
but
you could summon emotions in me that even I
did
not know I had. only
you
could really see me - could
really
touch the deepest parts of me-
look
into the depth of my soul and soothe my demons. Breathe life
At
my dying parts and they would sing a song of love and righteousness. Peel back my protection and see
Me
And knowing you could snap me with one word- I let you mold me
or
Hold me and
just
Fill me with tunes fit for a flock of songbirds- i hypothesize it wouldn’t
take
Much for me to bend completely at your will - with
what
Air you breathe, I tremble at the sound. the songs
you
Sing paint me 1000 shades of blue- and this is all for me. wished or
Wanted
-Jocelyn Hittle (10)
I know I said a lot, however
I know I never promised myself
My dignity or value.
I promised my words
Or lack thereof
To use at my own digression.
I promised my truth,
My walls are built by the likes of Frost and Angelou,
Still, like dust, I rise,
And that has made all the difference.
I promised my time,
A gift that never gave back-
Recieptless, I fill the hole with
Inside jokes and
Outside smiles.
I promised I wouldn’t write about you,
Promised to build all that I took down
But maybe I like it like this-
I promised I wouldn’t write about you,
Why waste my breath on boys with silk faces and buttermilk bones
See the world why don’t you…
I promise I am not writing about you.
I am writing that
Considering
All that has happened to me,
I can still care so much,
I hurt so bad,
And I think that is a miracle.
I know I never promised myself
My dignity or value.
I promised my words
Or lack thereof
To use at my own digression.
I promised my truth,
My walls are built by the likes of Frost and Angelou,
Still, like dust, I rise,
And that has made all the difference.
I promised my time,
A gift that never gave back-
Recieptless, I fill the hole with
Inside jokes and
Outside smiles.
I promised I wouldn’t write about you,
Promised to build all that I took down
But maybe I like it like this-
I promised I wouldn’t write about you,
Why waste my breath on boys with silk faces and buttermilk bones
See the world why don’t you…
I promise I am not writing about you.
I am writing that
Considering
All that has happened to me,
I can still care so much,
I hurt so bad,
And I think that is a miracle.
Mia Basilio (11)
Summer of Love
By Noah Pedersen (12)
It was a hot day in the beginning of June. The sun turned the cars in the school parking lot into hot ovens. Hundreds of people sat tightly packaged in the school’s auditorium as they waited for the graduation ceremony to begin. The ceremony would not take more than an hour as this was a small school in a quaint town in Virginia. After a long wait, the principle walked on to the stage and began his long wordy speech. After this, everyone in the auditorium was told to rise for the singing of the national anthem. Finally the principle began to call students in alphabetical order to take their diplomas.
After what seemed to be an eternity, the ceremony was over. About one hundred now highschool graduates congregated on the lawn outside of the auditorium hugging, crying, saying goodbye, and giving their best wishes to the friends who they had for what seemed to have been their entire lives. Under a willow tree, away from the commotion, sat a young couple. The boy, Ben Jackson, had his arm around his girlfriend, Bella Bethany. They sat there, frozen in time, discussing the future that they would have together. They did not care that at summer’s end, they would be on opposite ends of the United States; they cared only about that moment, and the life that they would live together in the distant future. Ben looked at Bella. Her hair looked to him like caramel brown leaves of autumn. Her eyes like two deep blue oceans which sparkled under a bright tropical sun. He heard her voice, that of an angel, as she spoke. He knew that one day he would marry her.
“I cannot wait to spend the entire summer with you”.
“I can’t wait to spend all of my summers with you,” Ben replied.
Their conversation went on like this for twenty minutes as they talked about such matters as marriage, and how many children they were going to have. Finally it was time to go home, and the two lovers said their goodbyes, hugged, kissed, and they went home with their families. That evening Ben’s family went out to dinner at Red Lobster to celebrate Ben’s graduation. Ben’s parents told him about the great life that he was going to have in college and afterwards, but all that Ben could think about was the amazing summer that he was going to have with Bella. He could not wait to go on picnics by the side of a lake, to hold her hand by the fireplace, and to spend the rest of his life with her.
Over the course of the month, it seemed as though Ben and Bella were always together. They went on numerous picnics together. They ate dinner together at what seemed to be every restaurant in the small town. They laughed together, cried together, and smiled together. It seemed as though nothing would ever change, and they would be caught in the middle of this fairy tale for eternity.
Then at dinner in the beginning of July, Ben’s father sat Ben down, he and told him that they needed to talk. Ben noticed that his father seemed different. His face looked much more serious than usual, and when he spoke there was an unusual sensitivity in his voice.
“Son I need to tell you something, and it won’t be easy.”
Ben asked his father what he wanted to tell him.
“Well… when people fall in love and they go to college far away from each other, they usually breakup within the first year”
“That doesn’t mean that it will happen to me,” Ben replied.
“Long distance relationships are hard. You’re going to miss her so much, and you’re going to be in different time zones. I guess what I’m trying to say is that maybe you should break up”.
That night, Ben could not fall asleep. He kept thinking about what his father had told him. He hated to admit it, but he knew that it was true. Suddenly his dreams about having a long future with Bella seemed to be very unlikely to ever come true.
As the month of July progressed, Ben tried to push thoughts of a breakup out of his mind. One day towards the end of July, Ben and Bella were on a picnic at their favorite spot by the lake when Bella asked Ben if something was wrong.
“You seem distracted,” Bella said. Is something bothering you?”
“No”.
“Ben we have been friends since kindergarten; I know when something is wrong. Besides your face is so easy to read”.
“It’s just something that my father told me,” Ben replied.
Then Ben told her everything that his father told him, and she told him that they could make it work. Ben was still unsure, and he told her so.
“Why do you even care what your dad said,” Bella replied.
“I didn’t at first, but then I really started thinking, and I don’t want either of us to have to go through a long distance relationship”.
“No,” Bella yelled. “You don’t want to put yourself through a long distance relationship!”
….continued on next page
That night Ben did not even touch his dinner. Instead he went to his room, and he cried. This was the first fight that he had ever had with Bella. He wanted to enjoy the time that they had together, but instead he had ruined the summer. At least he hadn’t broken up with her. Things could still get better.
A week passed and Bella still had not spoken to Ben. Finally, a week before summer’s end, Ben received a call from Bella. She told him that she was sorry for not listening to him. She also told him that she had thought about what a long distance relationship would be like, and that maybe a mutual break up, or rather a separation, at the end of summer would be for the best.
Ben and Bella spent the entirety of their last week of summer together. They went on picnics. They ate dinner together. They laughed together, cried together, and they smiled together. Finally when it was time for them to go off to college, they broke up. They promised to keep in touch, and that they would never forget one another. As Ben was packing his car to go to college, he remembered something that he heard at some point in his life. If you love someone, set them free. If they return, then it was meant to be. He wondered if maybe, if the stars align, they could meet again. He smiled.
That night Ben did not even touch his dinner. Instead he went to his room, and he cried. This was the first fight that he had ever had with Bella. He wanted to enjoy the time that they had together, but instead he had ruined the summer. At least he hadn’t broken up with her. Things could still get better.
A week passed and Bella still had not spoken to Ben. Finally, a week before summer’s end, Ben received a call from Bella. She told him that she was sorry for not listening to him. She also told him that she had thought about what a long distance relationship would be like, and that maybe a mutual break up, or rather a separation, at the end of summer would be for the best.
Ben and Bella spent the entirety of their last week of summer together. They went on picnics. They ate dinner together. They laughed together, cried together, and they smiled together. Finally when it was time for them to go off to college, they broke up. They promised to keep in touch, and that they would never forget one another. As Ben was packing his car to go to college, he remembered something that he heard at some point in his life. If you love someone, set them free. If they return, then it was meant to be. He wondered if maybe, if the stars align, they could meet again. He smiled.
By Noah Pedersen (12)
It was a hot day in the beginning of June. The sun turned the cars in the school parking lot into hot ovens. Hundreds of people sat tightly packaged in the school’s auditorium as they waited for the graduation ceremony to begin. The ceremony would not take more than an hour as this was a small school in a quaint town in Virginia. After a long wait, the principle walked on to the stage and began his long wordy speech. After this, everyone in the auditorium was told to rise for the singing of the national anthem. Finally the principle began to call students in alphabetical order to take their diplomas.
After what seemed to be an eternity, the ceremony was over. About one hundred now highschool graduates congregated on the lawn outside of the auditorium hugging, crying, saying goodbye, and giving their best wishes to the friends who they had for what seemed to have been their entire lives. Under a willow tree, away from the commotion, sat a young couple. The boy, Ben Jackson, had his arm around his girlfriend, Bella Bethany. They sat there, frozen in time, discussing the future that they would have together. They did not care that at summer’s end, they would be on opposite ends of the United States; they cared only about that moment, and the life that they would live together in the distant future. Ben looked at Bella. Her hair looked to him like caramel brown leaves of autumn. Her eyes like two deep blue oceans which sparkled under a bright tropical sun. He heard her voice, that of an angel, as she spoke. He knew that one day he would marry her.
“I cannot wait to spend the entire summer with you”.
“I can’t wait to spend all of my summers with you,” Ben replied.
Their conversation went on like this for twenty minutes as they talked about such matters as marriage, and how many children they were going to have. Finally it was time to go home, and the two lovers said their goodbyes, hugged, kissed, and they went home with their families. That evening Ben’s family went out to dinner at Red Lobster to celebrate Ben’s graduation. Ben’s parents told him about the great life that he was going to have in college and afterwards, but all that Ben could think about was the amazing summer that he was going to have with Bella. He could not wait to go on picnics by the side of a lake, to hold her hand by the fireplace, and to spend the rest of his life with her.
Over the course of the month, it seemed as though Ben and Bella were always together. They went on numerous picnics together. They ate dinner together at what seemed to be every restaurant in the small town. They laughed together, cried together, and smiled together. It seemed as though nothing would ever change, and they would be caught in the middle of this fairy tale for eternity.
Then at dinner in the beginning of July, Ben’s father sat Ben down, he and told him that they needed to talk. Ben noticed that his father seemed different. His face looked much more serious than usual, and when he spoke there was an unusual sensitivity in his voice.
“Son I need to tell you something, and it won’t be easy.”
Ben asked his father what he wanted to tell him.
“Well… when people fall in love and they go to college far away from each other, they usually breakup within the first year”
“That doesn’t mean that it will happen to me,” Ben replied.
“Long distance relationships are hard. You’re going to miss her so much, and you’re going to be in different time zones. I guess what I’m trying to say is that maybe you should break up”.
That night, Ben could not fall asleep. He kept thinking about what his father had told him. He hated to admit it, but he knew that it was true. Suddenly his dreams about having a long future with Bella seemed to be very unlikely to ever come true.
As the month of July progressed, Ben tried to push thoughts of a breakup out of his mind. One day towards the end of July, Ben and Bella were on a picnic at their favorite spot by the lake when Bella asked Ben if something was wrong.
“You seem distracted,” Bella said. Is something bothering you?”
“No”.
“Ben we have been friends since kindergarten; I know when something is wrong. Besides your face is so easy to read”.
“It’s just something that my father told me,” Ben replied.
Then Ben told her everything that his father told him, and she told him that they could make it work. Ben was still unsure, and he told her so.
“Why do you even care what your dad said,” Bella replied.
“I didn’t at first, but then I really started thinking, and I don’t want either of us to have to go through a long distance relationship”.
“No,” Bella yelled. “You don’t want to put yourself through a long distance relationship!”
….continued on next page
That night Ben did not even touch his dinner. Instead he went to his room, and he cried. This was the first fight that he had ever had with Bella. He wanted to enjoy the time that they had together, but instead he had ruined the summer. At least he hadn’t broken up with her. Things could still get better.
A week passed and Bella still had not spoken to Ben. Finally, a week before summer’s end, Ben received a call from Bella. She told him that she was sorry for not listening to him. She also told him that she had thought about what a long distance relationship would be like, and that maybe a mutual break up, or rather a separation, at the end of summer would be for the best.
Ben and Bella spent the entirety of their last week of summer together. They went on picnics. They ate dinner together. They laughed together, cried together, and they smiled together. Finally when it was time for them to go off to college, they broke up. They promised to keep in touch, and that they would never forget one another. As Ben was packing his car to go to college, he remembered something that he heard at some point in his life. If you love someone, set them free. If they return, then it was meant to be. He wondered if maybe, if the stars align, they could meet again. He smiled.
That night Ben did not even touch his dinner. Instead he went to his room, and he cried. This was the first fight that he had ever had with Bella. He wanted to enjoy the time that they had together, but instead he had ruined the summer. At least he hadn’t broken up with her. Things could still get better.
A week passed and Bella still had not spoken to Ben. Finally, a week before summer’s end, Ben received a call from Bella. She told him that she was sorry for not listening to him. She also told him that she had thought about what a long distance relationship would be like, and that maybe a mutual break up, or rather a separation, at the end of summer would be for the best.
Ben and Bella spent the entirety of their last week of summer together. They went on picnics. They ate dinner together. They laughed together, cried together, and they smiled together. Finally when it was time for them to go off to college, they broke up. They promised to keep in touch, and that they would never forget one another. As Ben was packing his car to go to college, he remembered something that he heard at some point in his life. If you love someone, set them free. If they return, then it was meant to be. He wondered if maybe, if the stars align, they could meet again. He smiled.
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