The Delta Statement

The roads are silent and nearly tranquil as you swerve through your small, church-centered town. Less than a handful of cars join yours, even though it’s not technically that late. The stoplights will turn off soon, flashing red until the sun rises.

A Fragment of Memory From a Very Long Night

Emily Saucier, Copy Editor February 23, 2022

Imagine this. It's a little past 11 at night, and you're still living with your parents. You were in a dorm half a year ago, but you had to move back in and it’s Whatever, it's Fine. Your phone buzzes...

DA 2021

May 2, 2021

DA 2021

Image by Fathromi Ramdlon from Pixabay.

there is nothing but a hole (and other thoughts)

Chris Kalil, Student Contributor April 17, 2020

nothing – there is nothing there is nothing there is nothing. There should be something. Anything. The tumors in my grandmother’s brain the size of grapes. They moan like animals before they die....

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Emily Walker, Student Contributor April 15, 2020

I wish my father had never loved horses. I wish he had never taught me how to love horses. When I look at a horse, instead of thinking of its beauty or the urge I have to ride it bareback, I just think...

Jennifer McIntosh, Learning Young

To The Little Ones I Love

Skynia Butts, Student Contributor February 27, 2020

To the little ones I love,  I wanted to write you a Baldwinian letter, but I am not James Baldwin. I am not that lyrical or experienced with words. You probably do not even know who Baldwin is at your...



Claire Foster, Da / Events February 5, 2019

I have to let it go, I thought to myself. I plop myself down onto the bed and bury my face into the pillow. I feel a second weight upon the bed as I realize my boyfriend has followed me into the bedroom. “Go...

Yellow Rose Bush

Yellow Rose Bush

Ryan Rutledge, Social Media November 28, 2018

Yellow rose bush standing tall and looking well, You have many stories you could tell. Some stories of sorrow you might whisper, While the stories of joy you will yell.   Since your...

X in the Moonlight

X in the Moonlight

Mikey Rhodes, Da / Events November 28, 2018

In the early hours, X lay awake, Wondering how long a better life would take. Even though his heart would ache, He prayed continuously, for his own sake. It seemed no one could relate.   Day...

the dark side of canyons that never form full lines of sound


Chris Kalil, Da / Events November 13, 2018

Little boats are not supposed to hold glass screens that reflect an atmosphere of shifting humors but I sit and stare at a little glass square that cannot hold the moon with silver dust and then nothing...

Something From Nothing

Something From Nothing

Kjirsten Whitsell, Editor in Chief November 13, 2018

Color devoid from vision White glares, relentless Sentiments cease to flow   Creativity exiled in the vast expanses of the maze that the tissue inside my head became so long...



Saavedra Martin, Copy Editor November 12, 2018

I wondered when I would be opened, when my letters would be renewed. And my thoughts often wondered to a dark place, where there were no bounds, no borders, no grounds, where there are pictures...

A select group of synesthetes can truly taste the rainbow.

The Colorful Eye

Jasmine McGill, Photography November 8, 2018

Red tastes like fire. Gray sounds raspy. Green feels smooth. Purple smells like feet. But blue, blue just looks blue.   We can see colors but we cannot taste them. We can see...