By Chris Tolliver

By: Hakim Mosegi To Remy and Anne Marie,  They say that "X" marks the spot where two lives have crossed each other for the right reasons, and looking at both of you two today, it is clear that no writer's hand could've scripted such a bond this pure. You've spent years weaving a heart-shaped knot through the flow of time, showing that love is a choice made by people, whether mutant or not.  You both came to the X-Men with secrets and "theft" in your veins: one stealing hearts

To be a strong man. If I were a strong man,  I’d have addressed my misgivings  From your reckless speech, which made me feel small. If I were a strong man, I’d have fought back in every one-sided argument you used to practice your lungs. If I were a strong man, You would have never thought you could use me like you did. If I were a strong man,  I’d be confident and swift after discerning that you never cared at all, that you were silent on purpose. I didn’t want to leave you,

By Xavier Martinez

By Kira Rodriguez Can you really write about love when you have never been in love? When you have never spoken the words to someone, When that someone has never looked into your eyes As if you were the only one keeping them from leaving The party you never wanted to go to, but your friends insisted, “You will meet someone, someday.” But I don’t know if that is true because all I can think about is you, How I left you home alone, How you sit at the front door, waiting for me t

By Kamal Stephens

Art by Hakim Mosegi

I watched them, one box at a time. Clothes, towels, and blankets were tossed into garbage bags and thrown into the hallway without a second thought about how people would get out if the fire alarm started screaming. I peered into the doorway on my way down to the laundry room. Boxes stacked like children’s blocks, waiting for the child I never saw to knock them down. Furniture, some broken, others stained, cluttered the apartment. A couch sat in the middle of the living room

By: Kira Rodriguez, Creative Corner Editor Have you ever wondered what it is like up there?  What the world down below looks like, When the cool breeze flows through your hair As you bounce around, But you can’t bounce because You will fall through, And the journey to the top of the cloud, All for nothing, because You couldn’t stop bouncing Enjoying the freedom, Forgetting the journey, Forgetting the people who helped you there, All the people who look so small, Small enough

By Chris Tolliver

By Hakim Mosegi

By Kamal Stephens

By Andrew Nowel, Sports Layout Editor Do I know my true self? Am I happy with me now? The right people don’t question your value They remind you of it Relationships are hard to maintain But easy to be a part of So aim for progress over perfection Don’t be ashamed of who you are Don’t burn bridges Find opportunities to keep going Today is where your book begins The rest is still unwritten What is forgiveness? It’s letting go It’s good things outweighing the bad So help me to d

By Anonymous the moon and i   like her, i sneak in the sky  out of turn  like her, i am feminine  loving and bold  like her, i am balanced  dark and light  like her, i follow my earth  round and round  she brings light to the night  i want to be more  like her.

By Davis Frohaug, Contributor

By Kira Rodriguez, Contributor The ear-piercing honking of the alarm woke me from my gentle sleep. The sun hid just below the horizon, and the cool autumn air seeped through the window which was open a crack. I rolled out of bed, dragging my fuzzy pink blanket with me. I dug through my wardrobe searching for a warm outfit to wear before hopping into the shower. I walked down the quiet hall, expecting the autumn wind to be howling and the crows to be screeching outside. My tir

By The Griffin Staff It was a dark and stormy night… Sergio: My white shoes began to get covered with mud as I walked through the cemetery… Peter: Then suddenly, an inconceivable apparition appeared before me and said… Lucas: “You must kidnap freshmen to continue the lineage of The Griffin…” Andrew: “To do so, enter the lair of Lio Salazar who possesses the key…” Colin: They entered the lair cautiously, preparing for whatever terrors awaited. Kaitlyn: They were anxiously avoi

By The Griffin Staff Lucas:  Zipper got caught. Sophie:  Once there was an ugly barnacle, he was so ugly that everybody died, the end. Colin:  Josh Allen has officially announced his retirement. Kamal:  As I sat down for my first day of classes, my professor welcomed me to CSC 111. Peter:  Pants fell down. Mikayla:  I’m still in the Griffin Office. Ash:  She was born a woman. Anonymous:  When I walk past the e-sports room. Kaitlyn:  A hockey player walked into the room. Kaitl