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  • Siege of Markarth

    Ace MacLean-Cury ‘27 Characters Namira  Theophilos (The Champion)  Coven of Namira Leader  Coven Member  Yarl of The Reach (a.k.a. Markarth)  Guard/soldier.  Chorus/Coven Members  Part I Enter Theophilos and the Coven Leader.  Coven Leader:      Sire, not to question thy all knowingness, yet do thou knowest if this resolve shall work out i’ our favor? They hath…

  • It’s Not About Ghosts, I Promise

    Zoe Bocek ‘24             It’s silent in your house. Or at least, it’s silent to you. There are sounds—but they are the sounds you’ve known for as long as you’ve lived here; the washing machine, the fridge, the buzzing of lights, the dishwasher, the creak of that one floorboard, or that one door hinge. It’s…

  • The Moon and her Knight

    Brooklyn Welch ’25 On a small plane of space, the moon began to cry. “I’ve become ugly,” she whispered. A wandering knight, sleek white in dark hues, sat on a star to look at her. “How so?” “I’m forgotten. I hardly ever see a soul look at me,” the moon sighs; “ugly things are forgotten.”…

  • The Caledon Chronicles

    Mason Beckett ‘27 Chapter 1 It all began in the winter. The fateful time when harsh zephyrs blew strong and thick white snow clung to the frozen ground. A small boy trudged through snow-laden fields once tangled with green vines and flowing grapes. His golden curls grew near to his shoulders and his cheeks burned…

  • Journey of Change

    Mica Mamplata ’27 The word and definition are “Rehabilitation – the act of restoring something to its original state.” Recovery begins the journey of change Everything is brighter after that Home sweet home, now a safe haven Association with society, a sobering reality Bit by bit Inch by inch, returning to society’s norms Leaning into…

  • A Challenge

    Mica Mamplata ’27 The word and the definition are “Definitely – with a challenging and disobedient attitude.” Defiant eyes stare into soul of the challenger Elbows exposed from rolled-up sleeves, muscles tensed Feet fixed into the ground with arms crossed Imagine the defeat of its prey Nothing will ever get in its way It has…

  • F. Ridley

    Aki Anandam ’24 Several years had passed since he left the farm, but F. Ridley never forgot the sweet scent of grapes that floated across the land. The autumn winds would carry the scent throughout the plains, and if he closed his eyes now, he could almost taste it. He was a long way from…

  • ecosystem

    Grace McGowan ’26 in a place not so far away:  unruly divots of metal and glass strain towards the sun;  deep grooves, intersecting lines drawn in dirt long ago;   a tangle and tumble of roots underfoot, threaded together in knots and strands.   life teems at all hours relentlessly,  it is inescapable:   voices like bumblebee hums  …

  • The Day

    Dominic Giuzio ’24 I. One moment The sun stands against a blue backdrop, The air is sweet as nectar, Warmth embraces the world, And cheerful conversations Meander across green clearings. The next, The sun retreats behind a dark cloud, The air becomes heavy with darkness, Cold seizes everything, And silence Becomes louder than ever. II.…

  • Night

    Kyle Hays ’24 Amidst glowing lights A world not here all the time Is seen at day’s end

  • Sleep

    Kyle Hays ’24 Is seen at day’s end The cold darkness surrounds us It feels warm for once

  • Unique

    Kyle Hays ’24 There is no one person who is the same as another Our hair doesn’t all flip in the wind Our eyes don’t all see the same pink cherry blossoms floating in the breeze We can try to be like others all we want But we can never be others We can want…

  • The internet…

    Dominic Giuzio ‘24 A nebula of information A great cohesion of 1’s And 0’s. Everything that you are Is translated into code, Diluted into binary And shipped off To the top buyer. Nothing is safe Nothing is protected. As you interact with the internet The internet interacts with you And you are taken away Gradually…

  • The Whir

    Griffin Lines ‘24 With time here in the home I’ve lived in and loved for eighteen years soon coming to an end, it is the unseen, unnoticed, and mundane aspects of my life that I’ve come to appreciate more and more. It is my mattress and duvet cover that call my name every night and…

  • Upside Down

    Andrew Morrell ’24 The clacking of my blinds As a gentle breeze blows Through the open window Carrying the smell of a fresh downpour A gentle pine scent And the soft chirping of birds As they begin their morning songs Fluctuating with the blinds as they sway Is the morning sun Devouring my room And…

  • Peace

    Ardaja Callandret ’24 Sometimes, you sweat so much that your face gets hot, and you feel like you’re in a sauna. Sometimes, your lung capacity shortens, and you feel like you are close to death. The sound of screaming and the smacking of a chest cover rings in your ear, and you are overwhelmed, but…

  • The Center of a Tootsie Pop

    Kiera Munko ’24 A few of my friends and I were out playing at recess one day in elementary school. As usual, we were playing a game we had come up with. We were always coming up with different games to play, but often we would play pretend. We would come up with a plot,…

  • Camping/Matches

    Alexander Wathen ‘24 Camping A warm fire crackles. Its glow warding off the cold, Darkness beyond it Matches A warm fire crackles: Glowing embers of a home; Ash where it once stood.

  • Birds Sing, A Rooster Crows

    Sofia Griffin ‘24 I. She opens the shutters And lets the light flow. II. Water drips onto tiled floor; The sun dries my curls.

  • Engraved with a name

    Franny Broderson ‘24 Is a baby’s fresh footprint on permanent paperUntouched by the world and full of possibility.Eyes dart from place to place blissfully.No rush, no hurry, and not a single worry.Babbles of nonsense have others fawning whileSilk fists constantly reach for the unreachable.Moments flourishing as time is just beginning. Names in an ink-splotched yearbookFilled…

  • Through Eight Eyes

    Franny Broderson ‘24 I saw a woman:Towering, eccentric, powerful.Admiring her majestic plump hands,Thinking, how wonderful.How wonderful it is to be different.Her kind runs the worldI live in it.That’s why I didn’t run.Why I didn’t see it coming.Why I was smashed. Why wouldShe kill me When all we Are is Different?

  • When Intelligence is Artificial

    Franny Broderson ’24 We lose our minds. Lost like misplaced keys Subconsciously stashed in your pocket. Whispers of guilt and curiosity buzz in your ear. You want to feel the magnetic keyboard Pulling your fingers. You want to lose your mind To the one that’s fake.

  • The students have Questions

    El-Shaddai Fessehatsion ‘24  I have so many questions  So many thoughts   But a voice so quiet And young It is drowned in the echos  it holds no power  They all decide what I learn  As I sit back and watch   Like an owl observing the world  My life falls into their hands How come my…

  • The all-knowing mind

    Franny Broderson ’24 Is wanted dead By the people who like knowing They are only human. Spines of kids in stiff rows ache. Maybe half think for themselves, But all are watched. Watched by the people who like knowing. Watched by the thing that does. The mind is taking its first steps, While some try…

  • A Lost System

    El-Shaddai Fessehatsion ‘24 A full classroom A lost teacher  A confused society  All seeking one answer. How much do we teach? What is too much? The students have questions. But the teachers can’t answer. Politics and children:  A mix we don’t want.  Parents hurt. Teachers stuck in the middle.  When did getting an education become…

  • Feel the Rhythm!

    Feel the Rhythm!

    Aubrey Iversen ’25

  • Cherry Cheer

    Cherry Cheer

    Aubrey Iversen ’25

  • Neon Night

    Neon Night

     Isabella Gutierrez ’27

  • Mt. Pluto

    Mt. Pluto

    Niya Lal

  • Sambas in Two Tone

    Sambas in Two Tone

    Niya Lal ’27

  • Golden Hour

    Golden Hour

    Jack Kurtz ’25

  • Stop and Go

    Stop and Go

    Jack Kurtz ’25

  • Great Wheel

    Great Wheel

    Griffin Lines ’24

  • Brooklyn

    Brooklyn

    Griffin Lines ’24

  • Midnight in the Mountains

    Midnight in the Mountains

    Andre Mathew ’27

  • Persist Through Plastic

    Persist Through Plastic

    Samantha Dagg ’24

  • Meadow

    Meadow

    Ava Sais ’26

  • Dainty Pink

    Dainty Pink

    Mica Mamplata ’27

  • Splendid Spring Day

    Splendid Spring Day

    Mica Mamplata ’27

  • Cherry Frame

    Cherry Frame

    Mica Mamplata ’27

  • Zipties

    Zipties

    Miranda Frigillana ’26

  • Idol

    Idol

    Miranda Frigillana ’26

  • Winter Wonders

    Winter Wonders

    Alex Zaboukos ’26

  • May want to get that checked out

    May want to get that checked out

    Chaz Witter ’24

  • How You Look At Me

    How You Look At Me

    Chaz Witter ’24

  • Watch for the Rotten

    Watch for the Rotten

    Brooklyn Welch ’25

  • Eight Ounces on the Brain

    Eight Ounces on the Brain

    Brooklyn Welch ’25

  • The Tear

    The Tear

    Anna Ward ’27

  • Organic

    Organic

    Anna Ward ’27

  • Sea Pearls

    Sea Pearls

    Shakira Seneviratne ’26

  • Lights of the Bay

    Lights of the Bay

    Shakira Seneviratne ’26

  • A Bookworm’s Paradise

    A Bookworm’s Paradise

    Ava Sais ’26

  • Blooming Lilies

    Blooming Lilies

    Ava Sais ’26

  • Loyalty’s Tiger

    Loyalty’s Tiger

    Ava Sais ’26

  • Pececito

    Pececito

    Olivia Rodrigo Dermody ’25

  • The Guinea Turaco

    The Guinea Turaco

    Mica Mamplata ’27

  • Reflection

    Reflection

    Mica Mamplata ’27

  • Dusk Over Lake Washington

    Dusk Over Lake Washington

    Mica Mamplata ’27

  • Chipmunk

    Chipmunk

    Mica Mamplata ’27

  • Girl (Paw)er

    Girl (Paw)er

    Flora Lovejoy ’27

  • Discover the Sea

    Discover the Sea

    Libby Jenness ’25

  • The Day After

    The Day After

    Emmett Jackson ’26

  • Opalescent

    Opalescent

    Aubrey Iversen ’25

  • (In)famous

    (In)famous

    Aubrey Iversen ’25

  • Green Unfurling

    Green Unfurling

    Roland Ingham ’27

  • Bursting Love

    Bursting Love

    Roland Ingham ’27

  • Baby, baby, Merry Christmas

    Baby, baby, Merry Christmas

    Charlotte Heisel ’26

  • Sunrise Blvd

    Sunrise Blvd

    Anne Herb ’25

  • Spiral

    Spiral

    Anne Herb ’25

  • Night Life

    Night Life

    Anne Herb ’25

  • Daydream

    Daydream

    Anne Herb ’25

  • A Quiet Night

    A Quiet Night

    Anne Herb ’25

  • Gas Works Sundown

    Gas Works Sundown

    Bailey Hackman ’26

  • Nile River, Egypt

    Nile River, Egypt

    Bailey Hackman ’26

  • Sunset On Lake Washington

    Sunset On Lake Washington

    Bailey Hackman ’26

  • Seattle Prep Panther in Winter

    Seattle Prep Panther in Winter

    Lily Fry ’27

  • Caught in the Nets

    Caught in the Nets

    Samantha Dagg ’24

  • Timeless Beauty

    Timeless Beauty

    Aiyun Chee ’24

  • Snapshots

    Snapshots

    Aiyun Chee ’24

  • Idyllic

    Idyllic

    Aiyun Chee ’24

  • Girl World

    Girl World

    Aiyun Chee ’24

  • Outdated

    Outdated

    Fiona Bianchi ’25

  • So Far Away by Carole King (Cover)

    Molly O’Donnell ’24

  • Homura

    Jeffery Go ’23

  • Brothers in Arms by Dire Straits (Cover)

    Molly O’Donnell ’24

  • The Oak Tree of Azalea Lane

    Grace McGowan ’26 There was an oak tree at the end of Azalea Lane. It had been there for as long as anyone could remember. Its branches were sturdy; the tree was strong and beautiful throughout winter and summer, storm and calm, night and day. When it was warm, we would skip down the dirt…

  • Where Does Courage Come From?

    Where Does Courage Come From?

    Raquel Wong ’23

  • Halcyon

    Halcyon

    Raquel Wong ’23

  • Pursuit

    Grace McGowan ’26 The candlelight reflected in her eyes as she pulled away, her breath still warm on his face. She smiled.   She slipped out the door. He paused for a moment, then yanked the door open and raced down the hallway, his feet slamming against the floor carpeted in velvet. He narrowly dodged his…

  • Bella

    Matthew Frosaker ’23 My dog sits on the couch staring out the window. Her eyes are pink and droop low with green goop on the sides. They look so human.   In the time my mom is out of the house, Bella enters a painful depression. Time stops, and she is left alone waiting for the…

  • A Lot of Meat

    Ryan Ganz ’24 There is a piece of meat on the ground  It speaks its last words  It’s such a thing I’ve never heard, so profound  Were its mutters, murmurs and such  They touched my mind more than my heart  I plucked the thoughts from my head, I put them in my hand  And I…

  • Lost and Found

    Zoe Bocek ’24 A classic, white, low-backed lawn chair behind a classic, peeling-paint, white picket fence atop a well-trimmed, recently groomed, green grass lawn, is where he died with a handmade porcelain mug in his left hand. And when he died, he did not drop the cup right away; it stayed in his relaxed palm…

  • Shoe Life

    Shoe Life

    Emma Le ’26

  • In the Rise

    In the Rise

    Emma Le ’26

  • Pinecone

    Pinecone

    El-Shaddai Fessehatsion ’24

  • Peace and Warm Hands

    Catherine McNeill ’23 I dream of peace and warm hands. I abandon the passion of revenge and rage— I replace it with the feminine capability of emotion so deep it hurts… I can define how I feel by colors and flowery words, Not by a punch in the face      or a smile full of blood.…

  • French Fries

    French Fries

    Clare Bentley ’23

  • Digitalized

    Digitalized

    Emma Le ’26

  • Odd Coherence

    Odd Coherence

    August Means ’24