Issues

the mission

Chapter 1 “Pa, I’m home. Brought back some of your packages from the post office.” Mark looked down at the package and noticed an envelope taped to the side of the box. It had the government seal on it. Except it was a hot press stamp, so I knew that it was official. The weird…
slipping away

a poem written by Gemma Chatham, ’21 They are We, We are They, I’m not sure which I am, I’m slipping away. They who are We stand to the side, While the We who are They Stand in circles, talk in line.
the book on the shelf

a poem by Luke Quinn, ’21 As a child, one can look at his or her self And say, I want to be a firefighter Because of that book on that shelf. As a child, one can look at somebody else And say, I want to be like him, Because of that book on that…
cold

a story by Erin Barry, ’19 On a newly refurbished porch in Hamburg, an old man stretches his weary back, knotted and twisted with long held aches from long ago exertion. His clothes are well tailored, with shiny buttons and a freshly pressed jacket.

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