By: The Griffin Canisius University’s Little Theatre is proud to present their final show of the school year with Mitch Albom’s “And The...

By: Royce Lean and sinewy trucking along dusty brine roads way too east to catch a whiff of great redwood trees. But one can still dream...

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By: Emma Radel Not while the snow is ready to be stepped in and the voice in my throat demands to shout and my loving hands ache to hold...

By Royce 5 A few steps from your apartment door, bathed in lucid porch light amber, I had an epiphany, a precision of vision not...

By: Royce Yesterday we sold the car I scrubbed the memories from the seats with bleach Tossed out the broken CD’s we left on repeat I’m...

By: Connor Pohlman Chapter I: The Red Emperor” Zaxxus thought about all the work that Elder Milan had done over the past weeks. A...

By: Ava Green Retail therapy isn't a cure all, but it is a cure-most. I see absolutely nothing wrong with rewarding yourself with a...

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By: Briana Wasil To the Elephant in the Room: I’m sorry it took me so long to address you; You see it wasn’t you I was trying to avoid...

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By: Briana Wasil In the world of light there is darkness A cold and brewing storm Of nothingness and matter Where not everything is...

By: C-J thorns and gall red stains fall my own flesh and blood what would’ve been stopped by the flood but the rainbow promises it can’t...

By: Royce Breslawksi I whispered as I counted the strides as you walked away What did you forget Wallet Keys Linger in the doorway Come...

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By: C-J How can a street have a name But not I? Words, die, bleed out with ink of poems harmonize to the sound of roads Winding down...

By: Briana Wasil I don’t begin to understand love in all its complexities But I do know that if love had a second name it’d be called...

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