The Love and Lost

The woman who's care is a deep lake
and tries to protect all
who is heaven and nirvana
who is the most modest of goddesses
who's intelligence and mind is an endless sea
who's eyes are a peaceful purity
and a fiery passion
is who I dared to face
to try and win over,
which was a good call, for she, who makes me feel like a king in her presence
and who I spoke to for endless hours,
smiled upon me, and gave me the chance for which I was underserving
and held me in her loving embrace
which is equal to that of God's blessing
Our love was of the most loyal and honest
the love that I dreampt of for so very long
the love that I neededis gone
for that woman,the goedess I love and care for
is with anotherwho's image now replaces mine
A fiend, who's care lies not with her
but with her image
and while her beauty is unsurpassed,that is no love of which I know
for the monster does not love, he lusts,
lusts after the angel who once touched my life,
changed it forever
For this demon does not see her in the spotlight where she truly shines
her kindness is her true quality that I adore
But perhaps one day she will see the devil for what he is
and take me back
so that I may return to that loving embrace
and the deep lake that is her care
and protects all who go in it

Uh Oh Spaghettios

A Short Story by Austin Muncrief & Alicia Fender

I suppose you're wondering why I'm writing this or even telling you about it. Well, let's take it from the beginning...

"ARE YOU SURE AUSTIN?" yelled Adrian.

"YES, ADRIAN, I'M SURE!" yelled Austin.

"WE SHOULDN'T ASK ALICIA?" Adrian asked.

'HEY ALICIA, ARE YOU SURE IT'S 5TH PERIOD?" Austin asked.

"Oh my gosh, yeah! Oh wait, maybe it's not. No, No. It is!" Alicia replied.

"ADRIAN, AUSTIN, ALICIA! Can you at least be discreet with your nonsense?" Mrs. Paulson apathetically questioned.

The three of them just giggled, negligent of Mrs. Paulson's question.

Mrs. Paulson thought briskly of a thought that shouldn't dare cross a teacher's mind. Killing her students. Of course, she wouldn't do it. She couldn't. But she would get someone to do the deed. Her class would be disturbed no more.

The next day ALicia, Adrian, and Austin began a colossal refute with Mrs. Paulson.

"No, Mrs. Paulson, we're supposed to be in a group together. Me, Adrian, and Alicia," Austin pointed out obnoxiously.

Adrian and ALicia were just behind Austin, agreeing with him and backing him up.

'THAT'S ENOUGH! ENOUGH! This isn't a mutiny Austin, Adrian and Alicia! After school, today," Mrs. Paulson screamed.

Mrs. Paulson knew this would happen. She was prepared. Once and for all, they would be rid of. After school, she had a special visitor to talk to the three of them. Mr. Hawk.

Four-o-five came and Austin, Adrian, and Alicia reported loudly to Mrs. Paulson's classroom.

"Whoa, who is THAT?" Alicia curiously asked.

"I'm Mr. Michael Hawk. But call me Mike, for short."

"Alright. But what are you doing here?" Austin and Adrian both asked.

"Your teacher told me to take care of you three, "Michael Hawk stated.

Adrian, Austin, and Alicia looked at each other. They didn't notice Mrs. Paulson was missing from the classroom.

"Close the door, "Mike commanded.

The three just looked at each other. Not knowing how to feel. Mike walked to the door and closed it himself. "I see you guys aren't so bad now. This should be even easier than I expected," Mike snickered.

Not a scream came out of them. They were torn limb to limb. They were hid under the couch in the room.

The next day at school nobody seemed to notice their absence. Mrs. Paulson was the happiest she's ever been. To this day, no body knew who got rid of them or where they are. Well, what's left of them. It was a mystery to everyone except Mrs. Paulson and Michael Hawk. As for Mike Hawk, no one knows what happened to him either. That's another unsolved mystery.

And that's how it happened...

There Came a Knock at the Door

by Sandy Apuan

There came a knock at the door -
In the dead of night it did come,
as a thief without warning it did come.
There came a knock at the door -
Unexpected as the first pangs of childbirth,
this knock came fast and hard upon my door.
There came a knock at my door -
So consistent did it come,
as a pompadour beseeching the lover.
There came a knock at my door -
Silently stood I at the threshold,
my mind reeling as one driven mad by fear and doubt.
There came a knock at the door -
There they stood so solemn and noble,
soldiers in green with faces ashen as fine gray dust.
There came a knock at the door -
My heart broke, my heart died, it sorely died,
it died as the suns of the universe do when they are no more.
There came a knock at the door -
This knock evermore resonates agonizingly in my ears,
this an everlasting pain, now that you have gone from me.

Have You Ever?

Have you ever felt confused in your place?
Weird for your school?
Scared of your classmates?
Misplaced, lost, lonely...
Do you feel out of place?
I have.
I do.
Everyday.
No matter where I am,
No matter what I'm doing,
I feel so out of place.

by Brianna Maio