My love knows the grave all right.
Every kiss she gives some spot your mother wouldn’t kiss
shovels our future of dirt in my face, too fast, too fast, but
wicked she, her kiss shivers me and dust clouds rise
and float away.
So, the grave is coming,
says she, says she, and
so are we, and so are we!
This piece originally appeared in Volume II of the student magazine The Little Jackie Paper, published in 2005-2006.
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by Grace McCreary ’32 DI
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Mamie's Song Over the Wash Tub
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"All Kneeling"
by Florence Laws ’30 DI
Seattle
by Florence Fischer ’30 DI
Up and Down
by Elizabeth Hyde ’31 DI
To Be Young
by Elizabeth Hyde ’31 DI
To Mother
by Eleanor Green ’30 DI
After Hearing the Music of A String Quartette
by Florence Laws ’30 DI
This Dusky Child
by Eleanor Green ’30 DI
She Fed the Quail
by Eleanor Green ’30 DI
Pan's Madness
by Eleanor Green ’30 DI
Pagan Wonder
by Eleanor Green ’30 DI
For H.P.
by Eleanor Green ’30 DI
Exploration
by Dresden Quinn Jones ’98
Dead-Beat
by Dresden Quinn Jones ’98
In Memory of “Rose”
by Dresden Quinn Jones ’98
Bay Window Suicide
by Dresden Quinn Jones ’98
GreenEve
by Dresden Quinn Jones ’98
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