Lions' Digest

Class of 2017

Emma Barber

May 18, 2017

They tell us to work hard To do our homework To get involved To study hard To get a job To go out with friends   They tell us to volunteer To get ten hours of sleep To eat healthy To exerc...

Somewhere, Far Away

Eli Yurman

May 18, 2017

Somewhere, far away, a little boy is making paper planes. He doesn’t really know why, but he does it, day after day. He sits on the beach with the white sand and he folds. Sometimes, the paper he’s folding has words on it....

Honeymoon (Summer)

Joel Armstrong

May 18, 2017

With his tongue inside my china cheek, He unlocked my stomach, sent chills through my spine I exhaled The breath carried away dandelion seeds   I inserted my hand And pulled out a brooch It refracted the sun...

Forgiveness is a Fading Leaf


May 18, 2017

Forgiveness is a fading leaf, reddening and decaying as the whole world grows cold. Forgiveness falls fast, as its one connection to truth fades, and the sullen earth welcomes a broken promise. Forgiveness can n...


Oh Iron Joy

May 18, 2017

Prologue.   A man sitting at a table, Was plunking away at a telegraph, Sending messages to places all over the country, His duty was critical, Any mistakes could be fatal in wartime.   Suddenly...

The Angler

Dylan Goss

May 18, 2017

Silence. You could’ve heard a pin drop in your room that night. It was so unusually quiet during that cold and still night, not a wisp of wind could be heard anywhere in the world. One once said, that “where there is silence,...

A New Angle on Me

Victoria Veronesi

May 18, 2017

Today is a new day the world is full of light and possibilities I fell and dropped my books today I brushed off my knees and picked up my books Today is a new day My computer died during an important presentation today A...



May 18, 2017

Your smile always caught me I believed in it The happiness lit up In the corners of your mouth And in the irises of your eyes   When we played cards with your friends I saw for the first time You l...



May 18, 2017

Her small hand reaches out And into the hot sand, Pulling out a fragment of a shell.   It was a dark blue shell. She imagined it was the same color As the darkest part of the sea.   She sat fr...

Sky Paper


February 16, 2017

Our lives are based from a verbal structure Most creativity is suppressed by social acupuncture. A conservatively raised child questions what's said by his mom Unknowing of her triggered mental war gong.     Whe...


Lauryn Gierchak

February 16, 2017

We fight evergreen; We survive the organic philosophy   Stationary spines suffice enough To stretch us up, But conclude the torrential adventure With an alpine genetic pretense.   Thorny bones g...

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