Running Late

The Dandelion.




Existing we are human beings we know how to love, hate cry, yell, smile, laugh work, sing, dance, play live we are human beings who have invented, created, supported, led, helped,...

I’ll Sing to You

By Anonymous I’ll Sing to You In your backyard, a summer night, we sit and talk and dream and hope. In your backyard, in dying light, warm wind upon...

Snow is Disgusting: a Reverse Poem

(to be read forwards and backwards) Snow is disgusting And I pity those that say Snow is magical and beautiful For I know that Those delicate, soft flakes freeze Like...

Little Mystic – Poem by Iain Carlos ’20

To sit in a cave and hear sound begot of sound The gorgeous echo. A caterpillar Bursts out of its chrysalis Now a butterfly. I am a moonpointer I am a...


is it vain to wish that our veins looked as pretty as that of a leaf?                       Poem and Photos By Juliana Goldman ’21