A Noble Profession
Poetry by Eloise Schultz A letter arrived that was addressed to the cat.I opened it and immediately wished I hadn’t.It was a note confirming his admittance to the barand that’s the kind of thing yo…
Diner
Poetry by Kenneth Pobo I welcome you to my diner. With silence. Here’s a window seatso you can watch cars go bylike logs on a cement stream. Oryou can talk with your serverwho can figure sumsin th…
Diner
Poetry by Kenneth Pobo I welcome you to my diner. With silence. Here’s a window seatso you can watch cars go bylike logs on a cement stream. Oryou can talk with your serverwho can figure sumsin th…
Kotex
Poetry by Kenneth Pobo A classmate told me to ask our teacher,Mr. Dirmo, what a Kotex was. I asked. Dirmo was going to tell us laterabout volcanos—but he eruptedat 10 o’clock, lava flowing to my d…
Junk Email
Poetry by Julie Weiss How many words does it taketo tear off a student’s last garmentof dignity? At the end of this messagea semester’s worth of toil will self-destruct. My final grade …
Andrew Shields