Witch House (poem)
Witch House by: Sanja Dragojlov The forest rests in shadowy slumber the silence laces over everything like spider webs the
Witch House by: Sanja Dragojlov The forest rests in shadowy slumber the silence laces over everything like spider webs the
Shadows and Silhouettes. The sky is limitless, the breeze is cool, and the stars watch over us like the
Spellbound by: Emily Murray I cannot breathe. I cannot act. I cannot scream. Yet, I cannot die. I must
Emancipation by: Emily Murray As I strummed my hand along the bars of the white cage, the vibrations woke
Hope’s sake- by: Sarah Thompson Hope. What a complex design. Infinite chances and changes Reliant on abstract promises of Hope.