Neon Teen

David Anthony Tassy, Undergraduate If you’re so young, prove it. Trip and don’t fall. Rape a star or two. Make a skeleton out of glue. And to think, I had a strong feeling about this one. If you glow like they say you glow. Then your generation wasn’t worth the blinding. If you shined like … Continue reading

Red Bird

Gabriela Canales, Undergraduate Originally Published, Spring 2009 I Want My lines To  fringe From the spine Of a redbird’s feather so That I can trace my fingers Up, down the barbs of language. Lines as tight as combat boot laces, Dali’s mustache spiraling thick Across a  hungry page, white as bone. Words that crackle like … Continue reading

The Essence of Women (That Are Straight, So They Say)

Stephanie Darrow, Alumna Originally Published, Spring 2009 A few days ago she told me about going to the beach alone, I have this park, its similar. I can lie down in the grass (not sand) I can touch the pond water with my finger tips (not sea) I can stretch for sky like she does … Continue reading

MY UNCLE, TOM

Jamaica Hardwick, Undergraduate Originally Published, Spring 2010 (for T-Pain) Thank you for reminding us of early entertainment. Face painted burnt cork black. Shuck and jives floating along bottoms of empty glasses, soaking in transparency. Apparently, this is the era of symphonic crack: hits preferred to music, producers to composers. Lose composure, find it next to … Continue reading