By Max Brouillard Grownups are certainly very strange is what The Little Prince taught me. Adults will likely see my arm and ask “why the cowboy hat?” “It’s not a cowboy hat,” I say “but a snake eating an elephant.” The adults…
By Michael Pedro Just a short walk away from Western New England University is Breckwood Shoppes. In that plaza lies the first site of the restaurant I will be reviewing today: Hot…
By Rebekah Sherman Sometimes I feel like floating glass, Slowly drifting away as Life flashes past. What am I supposed to do as the Current slowly carries me away? Again, what do…
By Rebekah Sherman For a while, I wished that I could return to you, If only for a moment. This semester is what I wanted, But I was secretly hoping for much…
By Gianna Mulvey Every coin has two sides Two paths ever out of reach The future, a mystery even to me I was lost for too much of my life Floating silently…
By Rebekah Sherman Each stroke I take brings me closer to Certainty’s shore, yet I gasp for breath, still fighting against the swirling currents that push and pull in each direction, calling…
By Rebekah Sherman The Way Home is like a dream, I kept chasing, And now has come true. Your guiding hand has led us to This temporary place, Even a fairy garden…
By Rebekah Sherman Rain drops fall down all over me. Drip drop, drip drop, falls down on me. I hear your voice whispering, Crickets, birds, music to my ears. Someday, the birds…
By Isreal John There’s nothing to say. There’s nothing to do. I wish that could be the end of it. I wish that were true. I know what to say. I know…
By Rebekah Sherman The whites of your eyes I see behind, The echoes of a story gale. An artic sea Lays before me And suddenly, I begin to wale. Remnants of our…
By Rebekah Sherman Watching light slowly fade, As subtle colors of pinks and Blues are on display, I know that summer will not stay. The golden rays adorn the oak, Maple and…