a poem by Shaffaf Tariq, ’21
Not very hard
Not too bad
It’s been fine
Outsider, left out
Subconscious subtle exclusion
I feel different
Continue reading “the power of representation”
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a poem by Julia Rocha, ’21
“Immigrants come here to steal our jobs,” they say.
Yet the people who say that don’t want those jobs anyway;
Some immigrants work at Dunkin’ Donuts or McDonald’s just for minimum pay.
Continue reading “stars and stripes”
a vignette by Anjali Jain, ’21
Timmy sits cross-legged on his bed. It’s too dark to see the bright rocket ships zipping across the quilt, but when he stretches out his fingertips, he can feel their shapes, the neat rows of stitching that hold this little universe together.
Continue reading “things that go bump in the night”
a short story by Emily Banthin, 20
Maurice had left me a message not more than twenty-four hours earlier asking me to make the journey from my city apartment out to her suburban cape-style house so we could have the chance to discuss a few matters from earlier on. Those were her exact words: “I thought we could discuss a few matters from earlier on.” In all the time I had known Maurice, about fifteen years now, I would not have chosen to describe her as cryptic.
Continue reading “the one who led me home”
a poem by Winter Contest Winner Dilen Marra, ’22
Every one of his bright hairs,
the color of the sun,
Stays aligned with the others,
held by a substance that smells of hundreds of dollars.
Continue reading “jealousy”
a photo by Winter Contest winner Mia Moore, ’20
Congratulations to the winners of the Red Ink Winter Contest! For our viewers, over the past few weeks Red Ink has had a winter themed contest–participants were tasked with creating an art form that incorporated (either metaphorically or literally) the following words: cozy, crunch, snow. Over the next few weeks, Red Ink will be posting the works of the winners. The winners are listed down below:
First Place: Winter Nights by Audrey Wang, ’21
Second Place: Jealousy by Dilen Marra, ’22
Third Place: Unnamed by Mia Moore, ’20
a poem written by Anjali Jain, ’21
My friend,
Sometimes I see you reading in the grass.
I see you splayed out beneath the fire-white sky, like the petals of a flower, or a new-broken window, refracting fractals of light and shadow and brutal, breaking, broken edges and edges and edges on end, the end.
Continue reading “for you”
a recipe from Inara Parini, ’19
Packaged pudding often contains too many artificial flavors and colors. Not this one! The color and flavor naturally come from the egg in the pudding. The recipe is simple, easy and quick. It’s the perfect way to end a meal! Top a bowl off with fresh fruit, whipped cream, chocolate chips, sprinkles or even crushed pretzels. To serve chilled, place the pudding in the refrigerator for a couple of hours. Enjoy!
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