
We are Biggie? - Dylan Unruh
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie
Can’t you see
bullets fly by, ending your dream
And I just love your flashy ways
guess that’s why you went in a bang
as a loosed arrow pierces leather armor
broken beats mirror broken hearts
mirror broken dreams
a cracked mirror distorts appearance
beauty becomes ugly
comfort becomes taboo
true hideousness finds shelter in the masses
silent majority
sheds silent disapproval
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie
Can’t you see
the world don’t love the game the same
And I just love your flashy ways
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie
Can’t you see
Biggie
Biggie
Biggie?
Logan Schlitt

Gianna Trala

Slow Hand Jams - Dylan Unruh
Let me float away on waves of sound
As patron voices fill the room with lyrics for a singer less band
As empty glasses clink to a beat of shared cowardice
Let my eyes bleed
As we watch synthetic souls dance listlessly
As we watch notes float from paper into the souls of mortality
Let my mind mull
As the drums beat the sins into me and the rationality out
As cotton dreams reverberate into silky reality
Let my soul sing
As the piano paints a backdrop into the canvas of life
As live music infused Prometheus’s secret into my gut
Let me succumb to the poisonous berry of slumber
As the bass lulls me to sleep with the fingers if Sandman
As I travel on vibrato’s train across midnight rails
Albert Chen
Mia and Sebastian's Theme

Pre(Ab)sence - Dylan Unruh
Only yesterday I saw your form,
As you floated through the halls
Not even turning to acknowledge me,
Deafened to my catcalls,
My words reverberated off your form,
Like screams in the Grand Canyon,
From children untouched
By the Devil’s fashion.
It’s been years since we last crossed,
And though I never acknowledged your presence
When we walked hand in hand,
My hand feels colder in your absence.

Ashley Kim
Harrison Barnes
