Student Editors Shine Through “Dogwood” 

In the final few weeks of May, the Fairfield University “Publishing Practicum” course made their finishing touches on the annual literary journal, “Dogwood: A Journal of Poetry and Prose”. Starting...

A Semester’s End

Stress, oh how you know me best, Yet you never let me rest.   We’ve been tight nearly every school night, I’m starting to think maybe you’re right.   Maybe I need to stress...

Songs of My Soul

My favorite song Is the one That mirrors The movements of my heart At any time of day.   It’s The one That Pumps me up Before a big race, Presentation, Leaps toward...

Halloween

Tis the season for bats, ugly faced rats, and scary black cats. Tis the season for Jack-O-Lanterns, lighting up in the dark, as trick or treaters disembark. Tis the season for a witch's...

Peace in Reality

The wood scrapes my skin And I know who I am.   The cold burns my lungs And I know where I am.   When   Thoughts are like poison And The avalanche...

Grey

It’s the color of the sky where I first met you, That cloudy night  in the city with  string  lights.    It’s the color of the Arch I stood...

Heart Beats Time

And so Time Marches on.   Here’s the thing About Time.     It has a Big ego.     It thinks It’s untouchable,     Unstoppable,        ...