Images of Summer

Photos by Noel Alvarenga

The Ballad of Smee

THE BALLAD OF SMEE

There once was an Ogre named Smee

Who had a blue mustache that grew on his knee

He washed it

and combed it

and shined it with wax

Til he smashed it in band with his new tenor sax

Artwork & Silliness by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

Summer

The sun, she reaches down to stroke

the soft red skin of poppies smiling

Heat moves quickly through the garden

Worlds between them blossom bright

Green and Yellow wide awake

holes and corners washed to white

Breaths of light blown into shadows

Til she folds away to sleep

Summer by Angie Hoover- Hillhouse

Artwork: “Lovers” by Arantxa Rueda

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Collage: Cynthia

I think collage is really honest. We connect to it in a lot of ways because it’s inherently disconnected pieces that are all thrown– or even organized together to attempt to create some cohesion and meaning.

Caption by Meaghan Merrifield

Artwork: “Cynthia” by Cardboard Cities

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End of “Hypochondraway” Story

ENDING OF “HYPOCHONDRAWAY”

Lizzie gawked in horror as bloody tears wandered down my face.

” Oh my! Don’t worry, mam. You are just having an abnormal reaction to the- -oh dear.”

Her eyebrows crinkled as she tried to resist a frown. Her broken wincing face got smaller and smaller until I couldn’t see it at all anymore. I could feel my body losing itself, becoming more and more empty every minute, with every intense suck of the machine. All that blackness was seeping out forming small puddles of me on the floor. Drip. Drip. Drip. Into the cracks between the tiles. Lizzie’s voice swooped in: “I can’t! I can’t! Everything is leaking out! It’s everywhere, she’s everywhere!”.

I fell back and stared at the snowy white ceiling. “You’ll soon be forgotten”,it said brightly.

by Angie Hoover- Hillhouse