by Elizabeth Weismantel Sciola '00, M.S. 01'

Elizabeth “Lisa” Weismantel Sciola ’00, M.S. ’01, lives in New Hampshire, where she works as an outpatient orthopedic physical therapist specializing in dance. She is just starting to focus on photography as a hobby; this photo was taken at her first night photo shoot.

by Wendy White Cleveland '70

We retired to the Deep South
with its switch grass and loblollies,
drawled talk in dogtrot houses,
winters without snow.
Nearing solstice, I survey fields
of spotty cotton balls
on battered stems,
not enough white to conjure
slopes of home.
As the Chattahoochee pulses
southward...

by Kathryn Lorenzini '97

I sit on the sofa with Lucile, holding
my poem, the award, trying to be
the writer. I am
eighteen, on the brink of it all. I am
supposed to step out of this moment, once
in a lifetime, leap toward
success. I thrill to the possibility
of her voice, words rocking like boats
blessed on ever flowing...

  by Samantha Tibbetts '10

    The map I drew of

    Argentina in the 4th grade did

 not mention it was conquered by the Inca

 Empire in 1480. It was orange in

by Wendy White Cleveland '70

Wrapped in a light orange veil
she sits on a stone bench
in a crowded courtroom in Katsina,
its ceiling fans moving hot air
like gossip passing over parched tongues.

Sentenced to stoning,
she has slept with dread,
every night the same image –
up to her waist in the sand-filled pit,...