Old Science Hall Demolition – March 2011

Photography

By Claire Unruh

Cleansed

Poetry

By Taylor Ambrosi

Clear my head

my heart

These substances

vacuuming every nerve

consuming all sanity

But you

broadcasting a peculiar palpitation

And I

acquiesce the ambiance

of this archaic atmosphere

Poetry

By Emily Harder

What if the differences didn’t matter?

What if we just were

What if there was love and happiness,

Laughter and helping hands

Would that really be so bad?

Would the world turn against us?

Or has that already begun?

What if the differences didn’t matter?

By Michael Bowman