The Whole Tree 2015

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Leila El-Dada ‘18

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Yang Cao ‘15

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Tributary She was a river: overflowing.

Cascading over each snagging tangle of reeds and hollow of half sunken roots.

Passion potent and unrelenting.

Possibility with flickering, glistening scales showed at every bend and at last, she poured into the outer world: ocean.

And I dove to join her. ~Lucia Finney ‘16

Katie Botak ‘16

Mackenzie Corcoran ‘17

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Saria Rosenhaj ‘17

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You and Me-Open and Closed

Oh, you racecar speeding past, heading south, you flying fish, skimming across the surface of the sea.

Oh, you anglerfish, swimming away with your light still visible, a single point of light in the deep night.

You are flying, you are floating, you are fleeting.

You are gone, already a part of my past.

Yet you are still here, still in my memory, still open, closed, open.

Still flying, still skimming, still speeding past.

And I, I am caught in your slipstream, in the fierce wind of your swift passage.

My mouth, a broken portcullis, sliding open, closed, open, closed, a broken record of silence.

My broken-off fingers, rusting, reaching, clutching.

My eyes, frozen in the moment just before the rain comes. ~Corey Naitove ‘16

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Samantha Chazen Dariush Sosnowski ‘17

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Ella Perkins ‘15

Leila El-Dada ‘18

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Regicide

A careless mistake? Do you thini we could call it that?

Build me a city and call it Rome, because I once loved a dead thing as though he were my own brother, a shell of a person so beaten and broken I can’t pinpoint the time when the blue-black bruises on his heart became indistinguishable.

I could see his collarbones protrude agianst the pale white of his skin in ways that made me a little bit sick, if I thought about it too long.

I will dedicate a city in his name because I’m the one who accidentally lit the torch that burned everything down, and these days it only gets harder to get through to him.

I’m realizing I can no longer be the person he needs me to be so I will tug him through the chaos that is his burning empire and give him a new one, with new cities and faces amd courts, if it doesn’t ruin him first, because I’m pretty sure this is how you kill kings. ~Kerry LeCure ‘16

Josh Spelman-Hall ‘15

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Lintao Ma ‘16

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Amara Malik ‘16

Abigail Bekele ‘15

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