on “Her delicate beauty must avoid a strong light.” – A Streetcar named Desire, [Scene 1] Humans will often use illusions to shield themselves from any pain they experience. It deceives them into believing in a better life or a different reality, allowing them to temporarily escape their hardships. They provide a sense of hope and… Continue Reading Deceptive Allure
on The poem Lies I Tell by Sara Bojas tells the story of a young lady who crafted her life around a shield of half-truths and lies to hide and protect herself from reality. What’s so exceptional about this poem is that it tells a message about how half-truths and lies don’t benefit you and shows… Continue Reading Deception and family bonds
on Do you often ask yourself how often are we sure what we tell ourselves is actually true? Is the world we live in just a lie? Are the things we tell ourselves just an illusion from an actual truth? The answers are simple, what do you choose to believe? In the poem Lies I Tell,… Continue Reading The Dangers of Truths
on In Billy-Ray Belcourt’s poem “If Our Bodies Could Rust, We Would Be Falling Apart”, we see the author illustrate a poignant poem that evokes a sense of human vulnerability in the face of time and mortality. The poem highlights the relentless march of time and, with it, the gradual deterioration of our bodies. Through… Continue Reading The Rust Within
on Idealism and truth are two essential aspects of an individual’s life, as they can shape their beliefs, actions, and world views. The play, “A Streetcar Named Desire” by Tennessee Williams, explores themes through the two characters of Blanche DuBois and Stanley Kowalski. Blanche DuBois is a character that represents idealism. She is a dreamer who… Continue Reading Idealism and Truth
on Illusory Utopia The whole worlds been covered in a filter off color Everything you see, thinking it’s not duller *click* Snap the photo and put in the books Every persons just a number, justice deemed by their looks We’re caught in a mental dystopia The whole world caught swirling in agoraphobia Staying inside lookin at… Continue Reading Reality’s shifting
on One-sided Love, Dyann Ayy, 2017 For you, I would have rent apart the very world that you hated so. The winter winds, piercing and boisterous, The fathomless seas, tumultuous and unforgiving, The scorching sun, scornful and cruel, For you, I would have faced them all, tamed their fury that raged against you, extinguished their glares… Continue Reading For You, My Everything
on The mind’s eye is a dangerous thing. With it we have the power to envision a limitless variety of ideas and concepts, and even once we meet the end of our time, there will still be an endless menagerie of things never before conceived. Though with this much potential in the hands of something as… Continue Reading A Cautionary Tale: The Minds Eye
on Response to “Apologies for Living On” by Meena Kandasamy Whether people hear your cry, fighting for what you believe in is a fundamental right, Continue fighting the injustice and unfairness, and the final result is awareness. Persistence in fighting shows a lack of failure, even though as fighters fall by our side… Continue Reading The Unheard Cry
on I hate the feeling of loneliness. It scares me more than anything. Not having anyone there to hold me when I get scared or sad. Not having anyone to be there to celebrate me and my accomplishments. Being in a place where there’s no one to talk to, no one who cares. But what’s ironic… Continue Reading My Perfect Stranger