“I must confess / I have been sitting at this corner table for two whole hours / writing my Senior Thesis™ / but I was just pretending…”
by Juju Lane on December 4, 2022
“We sit together, our two bodies close, but not touching. They say that opposites attract, but there is a void between us, a siren.”
by Isabelle Clayton on November 20, 2022November 20, 2022
“Short breaths are suspended like smoke, naked against the frail air.”
by Olivia Roslansky on November 13, 2022November 14, 2022
“the flash captures/our bodies/in eternal film”
by Alexandra Orbuch on November 6, 2022
A poem after Basquiat’s “The Field Next to the Other Road”
by Alexandra Orbuch on October 30, 2022October 30, 2022
“Jubilation—that is the meaning / of this anti-reminiscence.”
by Lynn Kong on October 9, 2022
“an indecisive sea that steeps, stains / my shoes, once white, gore-aged / too far gone.”
by Mirabella Smith on October 2, 2022October 2, 2022
“The perfect flower’s perfection/ is to smooth this funereal mound.”
by Sam Himmelfarb on September 25, 2022September 25, 2022
“but roots are live wires, and you never saw / that I’m more brick than concrete…”
by Mirabella Smith on August 6, 2022August 5, 2022
his brush-stroked / countenance / and plaster-backed / powder blue / dress coat / dragged down / into the crypt
by Alexandra Orbuch on August 6, 2022August 5, 2022
“Unaided / my eyes can only see so much / Beauty.”
by Daniel Vergara on August 6, 2022August 5, 2022
“…how will we escape when the sun meets its rise?”
by Chisom Nwadinobi on April 17, 2022April 17, 2022
Context:
Verbatim:
Bot check: What is the name of the farthest residential college from central campus?
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