By: Briana Wasil To the Elephant in the Room: I’m sorry it took me so long to address you; You see it wasn’t you I was trying to avoid...

By: Royce Breslawski

By: Briana Wasil In the world of light there is darkness A cold and brewing storm Of nothingness and matter Where not everything is...

By: C-J thorns and gall red stains fall my own flesh and blood what would’ve been stopped by the flood but the rainbow promises it can’t...

By: Royce Breslawksi I whispered as I counted the strides as you walked away What did you forget Wallet Keys Linger in the doorway Come...

By: Connor Pohlman

By: C-J How can a street have a name But not I? Words, die, bleed out with ink of poems harmonize to the sound of roads Winding down...

By: Briana Wasil I don’t begin to understand love in all its complexities But I do know that if love had a second name it’d be called...

by Royce Breslawski

The Underground would like to thank MeganWithTheGrape for pointing out the fact that last year Petey’s birthday fell during Aries season,...

By: Royce Breslawski

By: Briana Wasil When moonlight hits the dark, a single glow appears When a pebble hits the river, a small vibration premieres The...

By: Connor Pohlman, Colton Pankiewicz, & Colin Richey Paths cross this week as Creative Corner & Opinion editor Connor Pohlman teams up...

By: CJ I took a shot of you, you never tasted better than now I think about all that you did that made me furrow my brow They seemed so...

By: Briana Wasil The first steps I took in the beginning to an end, I ran. With no sense of direction, No scheduled plan, Just the need...

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By: Briana Wasil When you’ve reached the last stretch And your bones feel weak Your mind is a maze Of everything that’s still not...

By: Royce You said you felt like You had known me for a lifetime. That we had been together Forever. But before that we were strangers....

I open up my eyes and I see it there He looks around the corner, but he can’t dare to bear She taps it on the shoulder, says come in, sit...

By Connor Pohlman From Himmy, as a forewarning to himself I wanna be a real boy… Again C-J keeps it real, boy… keeps it 10 He said that a...