I Hear America
By Melissa Rigotti, Senior
I hear America everyday at seven, noon, six and eleven.
I hear America shouting of needless deaths and defending honor.
I hear America discussing rights and needs and wants.
I hear America changing Modern times and old Values.
I hear America cheering and jeering from miles away.
I hear America changing into a different nation.
At seven, noon, six, and eleven, everyone hears America.
At seven, noon, six, and eleven, America falls deaf
Gun Smoke
By Rebecca Black, Senior
bite the bullet:
grind your fragile teeth
against the acrid metal,
breathe the dark powder
-a huffer's greatest reward-
tongue the tip as a lover should,
and know you had it coming.
The Sinister Urge
anonymousI've always heard the evils
of the wicked, devil's ale,
And of the power peers impose
To join them from your pale:
"The hops and wheat and barley
Are grown in Satan's field,
They paralyze your judgment
So to pressure, never yield."
I'd told myself I'd stay
As pure as all Saints would
But one dark day I broke
And I tell you, it....
