THE FOUNDERS

Brandon Kim,

Editor In Chief

Yuhki Hirano,

Executive Editor

Aliah Fabros,

Former Genre Editor

In a scene in the film Dead Poets Society, Todd Anderson, a quiet boy attending the conservative Welton Academy, spends the evening hours writing and rewriting a poem for his English class, taught by the enigmatic Mr. Keating. The problem is, as so many of us writers can attest to, nothing  ever seems quite right - and so Todd, frustrated, tears up the sheet of paper and...

Under laughing dome of blue

We are born to look up 

And be blinded

Harken, listen--

The screaming prophecies

Do not echo when minded

And all the mornings of the year

They whisper--

Who provided?

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Let this journal be a collection of prophecies; it provides the best it can.

Writing is one of the most, if not the most, solitary art forms. If this period of quarantine has shown us anything it is that being alone is the best condition for doubts to sprout and grow. For that reason, it is imperative that a writer have the validation of sharing their work. A platform for their first attempts, their midnight rambles, their three year long projects to be read ...