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The Morning Has Come by sophomore Nicole Kolakowski

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Isabella Pretell, Staff Writer

May 1, 2019

On a cold, mellow, morning in the Month of Autumn The gorgeous sunrise with hues of crimson reds, warm apricots, and bright amber arose from the dark yet pretty sky   Everyone including me was about to wake up this time with the birds chirping soothing tunes in the background   My tir...

Society written by senior Ashley Mayers

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Valerie Camacho, Staff Writer

April 30, 2019

Scars causing the superficial to suppress their screams Scattering around the billions of broken dreams Darkness shuffles across in grace And humanity only shares the face Step by step we fall into line Never truly understanding the concept of time Leaving behind the thoughts of our lives Only to wonde...

Walking Through Nature written by sophomore Mehrin Hossain

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Valerie Camacho, Staff Writer

April 30, 2019

You imagine being near the downstream Watching the orange koi swim by Through the clear fresh water You see tall trees casting a shadow Over the great jungle, Looking above The baby birds Of the scarlet macaws Can be heard Waiting upon their mother To be fed You continue through the ...

Comfort written by sophomore Leslie Lang

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Valerie Camacho, Staff Writer

April 24, 2019

Some days I sit in my room and watch people’s lives out my bedroom window. I wish I could leave my room and pretend it was all okay. I wish I could leave and never look back. I wish I could start a new life, but then I realize, What would my friends do without me? Why must I be so caring and com...

Senior Artist Ethan Jones

Illustration by Ethan Jones

Isabella Pretell, Staff Writer

April 23, 2019

Ethan Jones is a senior artist at Stroudsburg High School. He started drawing at a young age, beginning with scenes from his favorite movies and games. “Dungeons & Dragons is one of my most recent influences," said Ethan. "It allows me to primarily flex my art muscles and just do whatever I ...

Toxic written by sophomore Victor Batista

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Valerie Camacho, Staff Writer

April 16, 2019

As two hands touch for the first time He feels as if he won't be forgotten She invites him to meet others alike One of hatred One of lone One of innocence finally the One of lies But they were both the same Manipulation and Toxicity Manipulation loved lies as Toxicity loved Manipulation. ...

Death of War written by junior Benjamin Bentz

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Valerie Camacho, Staff Writer

April 16, 2019

She walks out in a blue field, Grass growing heavy, uneven, Frost still in the ground. A pale willow tree shivers in the wind That once shielded light, around a pale bride And groom. She sees through the thick reality Back to Cellos and violins singing, As long anxious wheels pull the carriage Forwa...

Always Writing written by senior Gabriel Howard

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Valerie Camacho, Staff Writer

April 16, 2019

Never once was my hands hateful, In fact, they’re quite swell, Whether to carry a duck or frog, My hands are a work of art. Veins and bones pop up suddenly, Glistening in the sunlight, Sizzling, marvelous in every great way. I roam the beach of my imagination, Stripping myself of my c...

Dirt written by junior Benjamin Bentz

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Valerie Camacho, Staff Writer

April 16, 2019

Dear Mr. Sobrinski, You are so very shiny, Like a pretty penny, The best way I can describe Natural brown, Soil to be exact. If I were to be, The big ginko tree, You would be the soil At my feet. The great, strong ginko tree Is an impressive sight, But no one gives any credit To the dirt that fee...

Students showcase their original poems for National Poetry Month

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Isabella Pretell, Valerie Camacho, Staff Writer

April 14, 2019

Calling all creative writers! Here is a great opportunity to share your poems and celebrate National Poetry Month, which runs throughout the month of April. National Poetry Month began in 1996 as a celebration to raise awareness and appreciation for the art of poetry. It's organized by the Academy...

Myself written by junior Naomi Spires-Nevarez

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Valerie Camacho, Staff Writer

April 11, 2019

I see me myself and my bright world Very reserved Just a quiet girl wit my hair naturally curled Big brown eyes that look so buttery in the sunlight Pools of honey With my skin glowing shining just right I’ve never had that much confidence But this is like a conference Between the two...

Forever My Own written by sophomore Jasmyn Sanchez

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Valerie Camacho, Staff Writer

April 11, 2019

It can erase The salty, silver tears That slither down my cheek As my heart Strains against the impregnable tape And shatters It can hold a significant other And transport me to a world Of glowing clouds, Whisps of radical gold and silver That blinds me Of all the darkness in this world Scooping...

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