What is this photo really about, the stars, the vastness of our multi-faceted identities, or prostate exams?

Beneath the water flows,

Flows the twinkling stars of night,

Burning to their final wish,

The wish to remain bright.

Sizzling with success,

Their snarky snappers snip,

Clutching trails of luminosity

With their terminal breath.

Penultimately, they pass

Memories of light ago

In light of the darkness,

Experience, not wisdom, they bestow.

As they diminish in space,

They become one of the night:

A time of rest, a time of dreams,

Unattained, but still in sight.

A metaphysical conceit

Constructed by the conceited;

Their minds and meanings as empty

As the night sky defeated.

If the school system was created with students in mind, there would be no complaining. Why, then, does the phrase “school sucks” remain prevalent across youth group chats from New York to Mercer Island today? The creators and managers of this system have an irrational fear of change. …

Read aloud in the voice of a confident artíste:

Spoken

Spoken words

Words spoken in rows

Rows of words for speakin’

Words planted, words written, words spoken,

Words… repeated ad nauseam.

When you hear these words,

You appreciate, not enjoy

It’s a testament, not a toy.

Some times

It rhymes

“Satire is moral outrage transformed into comic art.” — Philip Roth

  1. Borat (2006)

This crass but brilliant mockumentary utilizes clever editing and great improvisational comedy to clip together hilarious interactions of the sexist, racist, homophobic protagonist with people in the real world, exposing their prejudices along the way.

2. Parasite…

Above: Artsy photo that has no significance to the piece… or does it?

The need to distract

Is the need to act.

It doesn’t help to watch TV when you’re meant to be reading.

It doesn’t help blood to ignore that it’s bleeding.

One drifts away to a merry place

As the blood pours down one’s dreary face,

For the merry goes ‘round only so far

If the tourniquet’s distance is now far above par.

The next thing you know,

The merry begins to go.

So don’t be calling me.

For the second you bled,

You could have read,

But instead, you watched TV.

Keanu Reeves is a bus boy now, I guess…

Hearing Sandra Bullock’s character say, “This is really stupid,” in Speed reassured me that I wasn’t the only one who thought so.

The formulaic, redundant, and redundant story follows police officer Jack Traven’s mission to save civilians aboard a bus rigged by a pop quiz-obsessed bomber — it’s very relatable…

I believe formulaic poetry might be the worst idea in the history of bad teaching, so when I was assigned a “Where I’m From” poem in Language Arts class last year, I almost retched. How are we supposed to express ourselves and spill our soul onto paper with such rigid…

Scenery of Expedition Everest, the mountain I would have preferred going to this summer.

This summer, me (theme park nerd) and my family (not theme park nerds) thought it would be completely irresponsible to be visiting a theme park this summer, and since we live in the Pacific Northwest, we decided to explore some of “nature’s beauty” instead. If you couldn’t tell from the…

Kyle Gerstel (KMG)

What are movies but activations of our psyche? What are muffins but unfrosted cupcakes occasionally with blueberries inside?

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