Nothing
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Floral Beauty
Photo By: Sosse Karasarkissian Floral Beauty It’s on the tip of my tongue; The solar rays subsiding; A flower’s bloom is subtle yet bold We’ve been enticed beyond this threshold. In such a game, I plea for objection My thoughts fail to resonate The body is the weeping of a parting soul, Life cannot last The objective is clear But the heart smolders into indifferent charcoal. The mysticism behind the eyes A soft gaze which conceals synthesis; Entering a secret room in the back of my mind…
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Vanier’s Got Talent 2017
The date was November 23rd, 2017. Inside Vanier’s Auditorium, seven hours past noon, a hush falls on the crowd as 13 students prepare to showcase their creativity. The resulting show was entertaining and had quite the variety of artistic mediums on display. There were three award winners in this show. First, was for best performance, given to the performer who was the best in the show. Second, was for the most creative act, given to the performer with the most original and unique performance. Finally, there was the Coup…
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Urban Labyrinth
Photo By: Rupert Mackie
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House of Snow
In a bleak dwelling of snow and frost In this house of white satinian floors Betwixt the lunacies, dejected and lost I am alone, burning, behind closed doors Charred by my own cave-in, and lonely roars — Of a lone volition so simply mine I feel the need to bleed and hurt, and freeze. My sorrows leave me to myself unease Left empty, above cold and wretched floors In a facade of grace, of pain and sores — And to these walls of folly and self-doubt Far away from spirit,…
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Untouched Beauty
Photo By: Rupert Mackie
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Infinity
Photo By: Paola Lopez Velasco Infinity To the Universe at large, We are incalculably small; So that our despair may discharge, We continue to laugh after we crawl. Should this turn out to be the end I’ll hold nothing sacred; We turn and turn on this Mobius dividend Perpetually dissatisfied, we want only to feel elated. Written By: Isaac Dinotno
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A Small Light
A small light, shimmering, alone and kempt Cold and stern, I sat watching and fading This flow of sound, or beat or rhythm, ah This day, disturbing my slumber, constant Makes me empty – feels empty, prolonging A day, or yet a life not worth living This small note, I sought, now, inside only; What truth is told, in, within me, hiding? This sound of life, full of loss and change, ah Is but a soft hush, a whisper, empty Such a reflection of myself, passing Pondering I stayed;…
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