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
It’s been seventeen minutes, and now I start to wonder if anyone has noticed. I thought about my Facebook post for a while. Facebook: the one place anyone could find what I wanted to say. Very accessible. Posted 3:02 am March 28, 2017. I couldn’t help but pace my room. Back and forth. Back. And... Continue Reading →
by Heather Chamberlain and Jalen Lambert
Written by Grahm Edmisten and Composed by Adin Gilmore Great green stems Yearly bud in the hems Puts the daffodils to shame Sasses the roses just the same Opens the sun up Pours forth light In the cup Heady petals worth the sweat Ill tuned to the sound of a jet Louder than words from... Continue Reading →
written by Chrysalis Gilmer and composed by Dr. Jamie Knight I wonder if we were shooting stars Who crossed in an endless abyss We have since filled with tears from past tragedies that have become our bliss You look an awful lot like fate If only I knew that before our first date Everyday I... Continue Reading →
written by Lilly Busatti and composed by Michael Jabara Deranged and insane, with their home left behind Not money, nor family, or a name to own. They fled far away, away from the sign Of a crime once committed, of origin unknown. Nameless, homeless, grieving friend When will your struggle to belong end? Alone and... Continue Reading →
written by Logan Earnst and Composed by Josie Trout Blossoming petals Coated in pellets of dew Reborn and all new They rise their heads to the sun Taking in spring all at once But spring must end And so comes in summer Temperatures at a higher number Smiling children all around Taken in the freedom... Continue Reading →
Lilly Busatti | she/her/hers Deranged and insane, with their home left behind Not money, nor family, or a name to own. They fled far away, away from the sign Of a crime once committed, of origin unknown. Nameless, homeless, grieving friend When will your struggle to belong end? Alone and afraid, without hope or light... Continue Reading →
You watch like a ghost, but you are not dead like one. Though, I wish you were, buried underground. Like how our old roots of love were once full of life now shrivel and rot. It is a fate most fitting for you as a man who once fed me love like a daily vitamin.... Continue Reading →
I wonder if we were shooting stars Who crossed in an endless abyss We have since filled with tears from past tragedies that have become our bliss You look an awful lot like fate If only I knew that before our first date Everyday I hate you Because in every life I miss you that... 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 →
The Mews 