Chipotle Rant
I take a last breath of fresh air before I walk into the big brown box standing in the middle of the parking lot. Pungent smells of burnt chicken and lime and salt float around outside, that’s always good. Walking inside, it doesn’t get much better. From the brown seats and dirty tables to the dirty and exposed…
London Experiential
Opening my eyes to see the bright light flooding in from my window onto my face, I slowly wake up and roll out of the comfort of my sheets. That’s when I spot the black suitcase in the corner filled to the brim, about to explode, and remember what is happening tonight. My little brother bursts into my…
Jillian Matunis
December 17, 2018
Flash Fiction
6:30 AM, September 19, 2018.
Waking up this morning, i felt a pit in my stomach of both dread and excitement. It was my first cross country meet, andi was praying that i would do good. I got up…
November 29, 2018
Art Piece Analysis
The gray and black stone and clay sculpture sits atop the table in the basement all the way downstairs. It stares at the wall all day, boring, lifeless. The pits and divots of the pushed down eyes and the curves and…
“Tweet”
The whistle blew, meaning the sole biggest game of our field hockey season was upon us. Radnor vs Conestoga. Rivals in many sports and our biggest challengers. “Before the game started , we were all kind of nervous I guess. You know, we didn’t really want to lose…