0509, 2022

The Bubble From the Outside In

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By: Chiara Bruzzi Hi observers, some of you may be wondering where I’ve been this past year. Some of you may think that this was just another meaningless high school project. Some of you may have forgotten about this blog altogether. You may all be thinking different things, but in this comeback post I’ll tell you what I’ve been thinking and feeling. In August of last year, I started college. Looking back at my freshman year, there was so much going that I don’t even know where to begin. The best way to describe my year is as one long

1106, 2021

Congratulations Class of 2021!

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By: Chiara Bruzzi
Exactly one week ago, I graduated from high school. I wish I could write about all of the emotions I feel from ending this chapter in my life and starting a completely new and different one; but, it has been hard to get out those emotions. I have been holding them in, which is not usual for me, but it’s happening. Instead of posting a premature blog post about a topic or feeling that I have yet to embrace or let go of fully, I would like to share my graduation speech to commemorate the class of 2021. I hope that this serves as a reminder to be kind to yourself while embracing changing and discovering who you are. May you also use this as a reminder to smile a little brighter today, be kinder to yourself tomorrow, and enjoy these summer days 😉

2805, 2021

Twixt Two Rivers

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By: Daniel Fruman
A sonnet about land and beauty betwixt two rivers…

0404, 2021

From the Wall

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A poem “From the Wall” by Anonymous.

0204, 2021

Presence

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Every 2nd and 4th Friday of April and May from 6 pm to 7 pm we will be meditating. Check out this blog post to learn more about the importance of meditating and being present. To register to the event, check out our instagram or send us an email!

1903, 2021

Shade Beneath my Mango Tree

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By: Mia Scemla
A poem about her mango tree…

1403, 2021

The Ignorance of Anti-Semitism

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By: Ben Holcman
The ninth of March was not a day that seemed out of the ordinary. I had stayed home from school due to an illness, and during the day, I was nursing a purple Powerade and listening to “Leave the Door Open” by Silk Sonic on repeat. However, around one in the afternoon, my phone started to buzz repeatedly. I glimpsed over, and it was a Twitter notification reading, “Meyers Leonard utters anti-Jewish slur during video-game play”. I could not believe my eyes. I immediately denied the validity of this statement. However, I then viewed the video, and my jaw dropped. I was both shocked and stunned. To remind any reader of what the situation was, Meyers had complained about “cowards” trying to snipe him in a first-person shooter. He then pauses for a second or two and confidently proclaims,“you fucking…k**e bitch!”. He then carries on playing whatever game he was playing until he takes a phone call, supposedly from his wife, and promptly concludes his stream there. I played that footage constantly for the next five minutes, all whilst my dismay grew.

1403, 2021

La Vida es un Sueño

Chiara Bruzzi/ March 14, 2021/ Guest Writers, Relationships/ 0 comments

By: Sofia Fuentes
Many nights I spent awake, many nights I wasn’t sure whether I was asleep or not. Women from different eras crossed my room: dresses, corsets, feathers, hoop skirts. I seemed to go unnoticed. They entered my open door and left out the window. Outside my window a twenty-four-floor building. Late-night parties put me to sleep. Every day it was someone’s birthday. I listened each night to the name of the person they celebrated. Felicidades Anita. Felicidades Carmen. Felicidades Antonio. Awake, a celebration of life. Asleep, a boy stands on the roof of the twenty-fourth floor. Staring into the distance, he contemplates ending it. From my window, I look at him, naively, wondering where his bed is and why he is not in it. My gut builds up tension. Voiceless, I scream at him. The silence fills my room, his mind, and the air between us both. Like the women passing through my room, he is oblivious. Before I can move, his body drops twenty-four floors down, and I awaken, drowning in a pillow full of tears, and I recover my breath uneasily.

0703, 2021

Summer Streetscape

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“Summer Streetscape” By Anonymous
Peering from my window on a rainy afternoon…

0503, 2021

IT’S ALL ABOUT THE FUTURE

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By: Mariapia Onorato Caruso
The future is so unpredictable that I am not sure why we spend so much time worrying and thinking about it. Two of my family members died last year and another one has been in the hospital since. Unexpected, but it happened. I wish that I had spent more time with my uncle but every time I would think to go visit him or to text him, I would think “Oh I have so many years ahead of me to spend time with him”. We hold back from doing something now because we think tomorrow is a guarantee. That there will always be a tomorrow, another day to spend time with family, another day to tell someone you love them, but in reality instead of thinking so much about what you can do in the future, what holds you back from doing it now?