Capturing Campus: September

Movie Magic Omission

munching on an apple in the kitchen because its 2:00 am
snoring because of the five-block traffic jam
licking the yellow strip on an envelope because it’s somehow still 2003
scrolling through dog videos because the test isn’t tomorrow
fishing for the last lucky charm in the bowl because you’re stubborn, damn it
gasping for breath because a Target run can’t wait
nothing is like the movies.

Capturing Campus: September

Picnic

Why does it always rain on picnic days?
I stumble, picking up the pace
Still, I’m just shy of the group
that somehow knows one another
deeper than I can dive,
which isn’t saying much

They exchange stories like money
smiles like candy
laughs like party favors
before I stop
as they spread, starfish
on beach blankets
and swallow sandwiches
not knowing
that I know
the rain is on its way
because it always rains on picnic days

Capturing Campus: September

The Heat in August

Cotton swabs strung along a sea of blue
threading through gusts of wind
which carry me to a place
white-walled and cement-floored
walked on with worn shoes
thinned with time and eager energy
I reach a door I’ve never opened
with a beating in my chest
that screams excitement, but the nerves linger
catching on breaths
wiping my beaded face–
a gift from the August heat
a new beginning

Evolving Emotions: Anticipation- Poetry

Here in the Wind

 

The wind drowns out the words

swirling, interweaving,

pulsing in my head

 

I stand at the top

with cars below

the honking is dizzying

 

Feet unsteady

legs limp

hands outstretching

 

An ambulance whines

obstructed by selfish drivers

consumed by oblivion

 

Frigid air

sets pimples on my skin

and escapes into the night

 

A cold sweat on my temples

ushered by my racing heart

and that knot in my stomach

 

I try to remember

what carried me here

to this moment

in the wind

Evolving Emotions: Anticipation

Looking ahead to the summer and Fall 2023 semester is intimidating but exciting! Don’t forget to live in the moment, learn all you can, and try to have fun in the process!

The best is yet to come. -Frank Sinatra
Pleasure is found first in anticipation, later in memory. -Gustave Flaubert
Vorfreude (n.) the joyful, intense anticipation that comes from imagining future pleasures. -Matilda Tornquist