noun: 1. a place where the falcons are kept. 2. a row of doors opening on the same passage 3. a homonym for “muse,” Greek goddess of the arts and sciences 4. the online creative magazine for Friends University
Paper by Elaina Johnson, Friends University 2024 Abstract Self-harm is becoming a growing and common behavior of people of all ages. This research will aim to provide information on the prevalence of self-harm, why self-harm is chosen among teens and young adults, types of self-harm, and reasons and effects of self-harming. The focus area of... Continue Reading →
When you’re younger adults can do no wrong The words they speak and stories they tell are sated in absolute truth So you don’t notice when the words that tumble from their mouth cause someone’s face to fall You overlook the harsh tone of voice or the momentary loss of control because an adult can... Continue Reading →
I tell them not to call him back He is never going to change his wicked habits that repeat like a laundry cycle over and over again Block him from your life and remove him from anywhere he can suddenly creep in Never speak to him again Ghost him it’s what he deserves and he’s... Continue Reading →
The shock rippling through my body The anger that’s bubbling up inside at the unfairness of it all Watching as people go about their day as if mine didn’t just stop I want to hit something or someone so that something else can feel what I feel I want to throw everything to the ground,... Continue Reading →
Lilly Busatti | she/her/hers DANCING IN A CROWDED ROOM | SHORT PLAY A SCENE OF DIALOGUE FROM THE ORIGINAL YA NOVEL CHARACTERS William Greenwood 6’2. Blonde hair, striking green eyes that shine at least three different colors when the light hits them just right. A basic black turtleneck that hugs his waist, jeans, Doc... Continue Reading →
I’ve heard it told,True-born writers must writeThey haven’t any choiceThey must write until they’re dead and cold But the same is true of a dancerShe makes no conscious decisionHer need to dance is strong,And will cause many a frisson Addicted to the adrenaline,Longing for the familiar pain in her feetIn her dreams she will dance,And... Continue Reading →
I am the rock, but the rock isn't me...
Who? You, or any Friends University student
What? A Free Poetry, Fiction, and Nonfiction Writing Contest
When? Submissions are due March 30.
Where? Send submissions to jonathan_pettyjohn@student.friends.edu
Why? A Great Opportunity to practice writing.
How? Via Word in size 12 Times New Roman
I want to state that I am not going through anything major right now. That isn't what triggered this thinking. It just happened, and I want to share my thoughts. From what I have seen, people are generally raised being told not to bury their feelings inside. I used to just let it all out,... Continue Reading →
Beg the Sea By Noah Wallace Take me sea, oh toward the past. Bring me back from forlorn strife. Or drown me now and do it fast. Help me break these bonds of life. For life is long and hard and burning. I need relief from the present’s pain. Take me to days for which... Continue Reading →
The Mews 