Echo Magazine, Volume IX

Shadows and Texture

Spring

Shadows and Texture • Spring 2022

Sunflower

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Full Moon

Grief

Evan Griffith-Ebrahimi ’22

shadows under your eyes hiding your true colors

every day another tear hiding under long long hair

I wish you had the courage to believe but it’s not your fault everyone has grieved

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’23

Frostbite

Perin Fine ’23

Reflection

Perin Fine ’23

Perin Fine ’23

Honesty

Lila Abruzzi ’22

Honesty’s important. When they cry and sob and hug you, until you cry too. And your brain is ransacked for something, anything to say.

But the only words of comfort you find for them, are lies.

Lover Lydia Scharer ’23

Goose the Hen

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Perin Fine ’23

Texture, Touch and Feel

Sahana Miduturu ’23

Nails on a chalkboard the screeching noise, the horrible touch, the dust send shivers down my spine and can’t undo in my mind

Scratching a cat behind its ears the shine, the softness, the smoothness so soothing and fluffy always touches my heart

The feel of a leather couch firm but gentle it’s the best place to have snacks and sit, watch TV, and relax

Outside View

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’23

Pine Tree

Sahana Miduturu ’23

Angel Geng ’22

The Creases and Cracks Make My Beauty Stand

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’23

Still Living

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’23

His Eyes

Sox in a Window

Sal Pattisal ’24

Grace Sullivan ’24

Neon II

Neon III

Angel Geng ’22

Mushroom the Frog

Sophie Jean ’24

Fleur

Sophie Jean ’24

Shadow Illusion

Sahana Miduturu ’23

Cloak of Lies

Sahana Miduturu ’23

Remember when we Could tell each other secrets

Promised to keep them

That was earlier

But now, look what has happened

We drifted away

Now, no more secrets

We cannot trust each other

After what happened

Every day tears fall

Fury builds up inside me

Because you betrayed

Spilled all the secrets

That were simmering inside

Without any care

Now, what do I do?

I can’t hide myself from you

Need to keep running

Strong

Lila Abruzzi ’22

Life’s hard: everyone fights a battle.

Everyone gets knocked down, facing the mud coughing up blood.

Life hurts but you get back up, You wade through the blood soaked tears, so you do not drown in them.

You push harder, ahead, ahead, in hopes of forgetting and moving on,

but the scars stay like rivers running deep through your soul. And it hurts, life hurts. It makes you want to cry up to the sky and beg for something to change.

But it cannot change, you don’t get change. You can’t afford to dwell on the past. You don’t deserve to.

You push harder, day by day, keeping the puzzle pieces together.

You are strong.

Forest Vibes

Lydia Scharer ’23

Sebastian Colberg ’23

Nevertheless She Persisted

Perin Fine ’23

Star Crossed

Lydia Scharer ’23 & Avery Schneider ’23

Firework: Aster

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’23

My Name

Perin Fine ’23

My name is the rip of a snack bag in the refrigerator light

My name is the sound of pencils scratching down notes during science class

My name is the soft sizzle when the pancake batter hits the pan

My name is the shapes on the ceiling, telling stories through the plaster

My name is the green mountains I wait all year to see, but are so worth it when I get there

My name is the horseshoe prints along those mountains, made from journeys before us

My name is the missing board game pieces, lost with memories of words shared while playing

My name is the crackle of potato chips while sitting at the splintered wood table

My name is the marks in my hair after a night with a hair tie in

My name is the holes in my running shoes, made from hours practicing on hard gravel

My name is the grains in the hardwood floors of my over-decorated bedroom

My name is the posters and pictures covering the walls that go with those floors

An Ant’s View

Wild

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’23

Blue Phlox

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’23

Command or Option?

Sahana Miduturu ’23

Clive Sutton ’24

NIna Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Victorian Spring

NIna Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Apologies

NIna Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Evolution

Grace Sullivan ’24

Grace Sullivan ’24

Dark Side

Light

Sebastian Colberg ’23

and Dark

Sebastian Colberg ’23

Just by You: Hidden but There

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’23

Absolute Zero

Grace Sullivan ’24

Reaching for What Could Be

Sophie Jean ’24

Impossible Life

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’24

Walter Gabriel Burd ’23

Joy, All Over, and Frustrated Allie Haile ’24

Peace and Passion

Allie Haile ’24

The Strawberry Field

Audrey Chuang ’23

dead leaves

loose hinges

seven small grains of life

the old garden basket take the seven seeds out of the dusty shed they glow in the sunlight go to the field toss the seeds bury them in the lush grass heavy showers

the sun peeks out from behind the clouds once then showers again

wait, wait, and wait it feels like forever until on a sunny day you return to the field close your eyes one, two, three and open finally the first signs of life

a green leaf here

a small vine there

a spec of vibrant red

the first strawberry

Untitled Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Midnight

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Never Ending Road

Grace Sullivan ’24

Beyond the Borders

The Collision

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’23

Sophie Jean ’24

The Unknown

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

no one knows slightly after 10 on a saturday night, she disappeared, slipped through our fingers after one last jagged breath. right before 7 on a sunday morning, watching Friends on a computer, he clomped up the stairs to deliver the news.

his shaking arm around her shoulder, they sobbed together in the fluorescent light.

4 o’clock on a Sunday afternoon, realization, remembrance, desperation, anger.

right before 7 on a monday morning, the day before was only a nightmare, the months before were fuzzy.

9:30 on a wednesday, faces filled with pity

no one knows what to say why don’t they know what to say?

stark walls suits and dresses their voices reverberate around the room.

11 o’clock on wednesday walking hand in hand through the mud, holding on for dear life. I will never let go.

sitting on green chairs, surrounded by silence.

five years ago, she was in my place.

Angel Geng ’23

Sophie Jean ’24

Yin and Yang

Grace Sullivan ’24

Perin Fine ’23

Forbidden Forest

Flower

Angel Geng ’23

Maddie Cutie ’23

Waning Gibbous

How to Be a Disappointment

Audrey Chuang ’23

Don’t get out of bed stay a little longer. Don’t listen to them as they tell you not to ponder. Make a mess. Act lazy. Be loud. Be crazy. Waste the day Don’t cry, just play, nobody will care anyway.

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’23

Angel Geng ’23

Spring at Last

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Sebastian Colberg ’23

Colors in the Darkness

The Inside

Sahana Miduturu ’23

Lydia Scharer ’23 & Avery Schneider ’23

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Sahana Miduturu ’23

When Things Change

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

when her eyes weren’t as bright, and her arms got paper-thin.

when her hair fell, and she didn’t wear that golden-smile on her face.

when she struggled to get up, and got quiet as a mouse.

i didn’t know her anymore.

this time when they told me i was losing her, i believed them, because i’d forgotten about the bitter strawberries she grew on the side of the house,

the walks around langston road and the pier, right before the sun set.

she sat in my room until i fell asleep,

mini golf on cloudy days, drippy ice cream after,

she was perfect to me. when she changed,

i was looking at a stranger.

Blossom

Ilana Brauner ’23

Rage

A fiery pit buried deep within our happiness, Always ready to pull the trigger.

A paper can be crinkled and smoothed out, but the wrinkles will never truly be gone. A waterfall of emotions falls faster and harder than anything else…

Untitled

Lila Abruzzi ’22

Grace Sullivan ’24

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Sebastian Colberg ’23

Saturn Angel Geng ’23

Tired Spots

Ilana Brauner ’23

Left Hand

Juliana Li ’22

Procrastinating

Audrey Chuang ’23

You don’t know how to do any of the work that was assigned? First get a snack it’ll help you unwind

But wait the new episodes came out today it will be so quick barely a delay A cliff-hanger? You shouldn’t, though but the next one’s short no one will know

There are 6 assignments due tonight. What can you do to make this right? But all the assignments are way too long.

It’s fine, relax put on a song

Stop vibing to the tune there’s no more time. Hurry, hurry

It’s 11:59.

It’s midnight now You were too late

Just go to sleep

We can all relate

Bright Spot

Sebastian Colberg ’23

Juliana Li ’22

What I’ve Lost

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

The hopeless Sundays, cold shopping trips, pea soup in Charleston, sleepovers, my room never dark. Reading together, basking in each other’s company, comfortable silence filling the dimly lit room.

Baking burnt cookies, listening to the Beatles, playing poker, just talking.

Obsessing over Hamilton, An “Elvis Presley” concert on a muddy day, the science museum. beach trips, snacks, Cape Porpoise Kitchen trips, frozen pizza.

And most recently, looking at old photo albums together, hanging on to every word, memorizing every story.

Things so unappreciated, that are long gone now.

Missing Place

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

The Dark Side

Sahana Miduturu ’23

When you look at me I might seem enjoyable amazing caring sharp pretty friendly normal But I have a dark side hidden under my shadow never uncovered filled with hatred jealousy anger sadness attachment desire

Need to stay in the dark so the sun will never shine on me and my shadow will never show just stay in the crowd become invisible to make sure the dark side will never be revealed

Day and Night

Avery Schneider ’23

My Name

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’23

My name is for me. It feels soft like a flowing river in the spring. It runs off your tongue as if it were wind. It feels stiff, stern like a guard protecting a jewel. It is sharp, a shark’s tooth. But smooth like bamboo. It is strong too, like a lion on the hunt for food. It’s a golden color, the sun’s bright light illuminates it to bring it to life. If I could change my name I don’t think I would. It would feel as if a bus turned sideways to block the road. If my name was anything else I would feel icky, like I was stuck in something sticky. Any other name just wouldn’t be mine. The skin I would be in wouldn’t be mine at all. My skin would fall off as if it were a snake’s. Though instead of making another just for me, I would find a discarded one instead. Like a hermit crab who is on the verge of being extinct. There wouldn’t be time to pick and choose, I would need to grab one and run with my bare back heating up like a fuse.

Japanese Maple

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’23

On Second Thought

Lila Abruzzi ’22

Lydia Scharer ’23

In the Tide Pool

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

a hot summer day the stream on the side of goose rocks beach swept our worries away.

where it smelled like rotten eggs, where our feet sank into the dark sand, where one step farther in the murky-brown water would take us much deeper, where we collected seashells and crabs and counted how many we could catch.

a couple summers after the worst thing that could ever happen to our family happened. we would walk what felt like miles, eventually arriving at the stream.

The Beginning or the End

Perin Fine ’23

Juliana Li ’22

Almost There

Reflection

Perin Fine ’23

Perin Fine ’23

Into the Darkness

Morning Dew

Grace Sullivan ’24

Clive Sutton ’24

Macbeth’s Painting of Fear

Avery Schneider ’23

Spring 2022 Contributors

Lila Abruzzi … My poems are inspired by moments in my life that I can’t stop thinking about, so I write them down. My drawings are doodles that I make in class. I continue drawing them to see where they go.

Ilana Brauner … When thinking about the theme of shadows and textures, my brain immediately jumped to nature. I included two photos that I took outside, one of a giraffe with a striking pattern, and one of a flowering tree with delicate petals.

Gabriel Burd … My artwork was made using Adobe Illustrator and was inspired by “Walter,” a famous Internet meme.

Audrey Chuang … My three poems are all inspired by moments in my life. “Procrastinating” was inspired by the many relatable moments I’ve had in which I have procrastinated to get my work done, and my poem “How to be a disappointment” was inspired by my mind wandering on the days when I would lie in bed all day if I could. I hope you enjoy this issue of Echo.

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter … I hope you enjoy the writing and photography I put in this magazine. For this issue, I took photos of anything in nature or in my house that I found especially captivating. Most of my photos are of flowers since I love spring when the trees finally bloom. My picture, “Luminance” was the reflection on my living room wall of the one way sign on the end of my street when the sun hit it, and it would make that beautiful rainbow light pattern. I also wrote many poems about memories. Thanks for reading Echo.

Sebastian Colberg … I love taking photos of light and shadows and I hope that you like them as much as I do.

Maddie Cutie … I think that flowers are a really great example of shadow and texture. I had a lot of fun drawing them.

Perin Fine … I really love taking pictures of anything and everything, and I love sharing my art. Some of the pictures are from trips I’ve been on, and some of them are just from pretty springtime moments. My painting is of a place that is really special to me, and my poem is something we worked on in English class that I liked a lot so I decided to put that in too.

Angel Geng … My love for landscapes and abstract art really inspired me to do the artwork that I submitted to this magazine. All of the colored artworks are abstract while the black and white ones are more fixed and rougher. They are inspired by images seen online.

Evan Griffith-Ebrahimi … My poem was inspired by my friends and family and how I hope they have the courage to be themselves.

Allie Haile … My art is based on my feelings and I used whichever colors suited my emotions.

Sophie Jean … My art is inspired by my feelings and interests. Together they create exceptionally good work.

Sahana Miduturu … I thought about how the theme could be expressed in so many ways, like how shadows can be conveyed in a literal sense and an emotional sense. I chose to make art and write poems that had a mix of the different interpretations, so I could have fun exploring the different ideas around the theme of shadows and texture. I hope you enjoy my work for this issue of Echo.

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala … My photos are inspired by the everyday objects we see. I used angles of the pictures to bring symbolism, perspective, and overall to make the photo look better. I created my name poem out of inspiration from names. Names hold a lot of meaning to a person. Any random name isn’t very important, it is the meaning you give to your name that really makes it yours and one that you can stand behind. With experience and time, your name becomes a crucial aspect of who you are.

Sal Pattisall … My photograph is a macro picture of my dog Taz’s eye. I really like macro photography because it can capture a small part of a much bigger picture and I like that sensation of zooming in.

Lydia Scharer … My drawings are inspired by my love of detail, which fits into the theme of shadows and texture. I really love drawing eyes, because you can add so much to them, and it only makes them look more realistic. That is why I chose to make a lot of eyes, but in that process, make each and every one look completely different. I really love to draw, and this time spent in magazine club was very useful and really enjoyable.

Avery Schneider … When I think of shadows and texture I think about the shadows in our own human bodies. The eye paintings are in color to show the depth of the shadows. I also created other paintings and drawings driven by my goal to show shadow. One of my paintings, “Macbeth’s Painting of Fear,” was inspired directly by Shakespeare’s play. Overall I had a great time focusing on creating pieces to show shadow.

Grace Sullivan … I love to draw and write about my surroundings and what goes on in my life, but add fantastical/imaginary details that really bring the piece together. Art is my passion, and I hope that shows through in the things I put in Echo magazine.

Clive Sutton … My images are based on and centered around ambient, low lighting images that can barely illuminate the object or person, which gives an excellent aspect for both texture and shadows in the photos. It took me a large amount of time to create the images, so I hope that you like them.

Editorial Staff

Audrey Chuang, Sebastian Colberg, Madeleine Cutie, Perin Fine, Evan Griffith-Ebrahimi, Sophie Jean, Sahana Miduturu, Lydia Scharer, Avery Schneider, Grace Sullivan

Faculty Advisor

Dean Spencer

Design and Production

Koreen McQuilton

Mirrors • Winter 2022 and Spring 2023

Lydia Scharer ’23

Mirror Acrostic Poem

Sahana Miduturu ’23

Mimics you

Illusion creator

Reflection of you

Refracts light

Opposite of opposite

Repeats itself

Shines brightly

Flood

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Maraki Shiferaw ’25

It does not matter if I am short or tall…

If I have skinny legs or my hips are wide…

It only matters who I am inside…

Blue eyes, brown eyes, black or green

What makes me most beautiful cannot be seen…

When you look at me don’t judge me on my parts…

The most beautiful thing about me is My Heart!

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

A Floral Reflection

Olivia Garrity ’24

Summer Flowers

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

The Intricacies of a Butterfly

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

outstretched wings, woven and etched with colors

flutter into the swirling azure.

simple elegance with careless beauty.

fragile yet strong.

a symbol of life and death, of grief and joy, of hope and transformation.

distinct and vibrant, carrying optimism into the world.

Finally Free Nina Cohen-Perlmutter

’23

Grace Sullivan ’24

South Beach Miami

Madeleine Wu ’23

Gin Beach

Madeleine Wu ’23

Running Audrey Chuang ’23

a hot and humid summer day with sunshine beating on their back their heart pounding out of their chest and heavy breathing in their ears as they continue to run

bottling up their emotions weighted down from suppressed feelings their feet thumping on the pavement determined to escape problems so they continue to run

sun disappearing behind clouds blue skies dissolving into gray angry thunder crawling closer threatening to create a storm but they continue to run

still refusing to give up hope as their body was crumbling down ‘til lightning strikes them in their path leaving them frozen in their tracks once they can no longer run

but nothing happens once they’ve stopped there’s no sensation of relief no pride, no overwhelming joy only a single drop of rain as a remnant from their run

Madeleine Wu ’23

Dreams

River of Dreams

Lydia Scharer ’23

Lydia Scharer ’23

the first snow

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

the first snow brought peppermint flavored drinks, raw knuckles, frostbite, illuminated houses, early dusk, icy sidewalks and foggy windows.

the beauty of dusted pine trees, the sheltered haven of the weighted branches. the feeling of comfort after coming back to a warm cup of hot cocoa.

Ilana

Brauner ’23

Winter

Annika Vittal ’24

Winter is coming Winter blues come along too

The light is fading

Evening comes though

To these dark blue winter days

Sun begins to set

Light begins to fade

Sad love songs looped on repeat

There is no escape to this season of grief.

Fall Blossom

Ilana Brauner ’23

Leilani Dorilas ’24

I see myself.

Everyone, including myself, is like a mirror. However I act or change is how I can see myself, and how others see me. We are all reflections of our inner selves. No mirror is the same.

I can be influenced by others, and many experiences can make my surface dusty. Those times are the dust. They make it hard to see myself. I feel the need to cover myself up. Those experiences that I cover up become cracks over time. We are all cracked at one point. Nobody is perfect.

At one point, we can learn to accept those cracks, and know we aren’t perfect. We all have different ways to accept those imperfections and cracks. Maybe it’s by talking, writing, or expressing yourself. For some people, it can be hard. But we can all try.

That’s how we become cleaner.

Mirrors Eike Kiecza ’23

The Becoming Alex Kadnar

’23

Shades

Perin Fine ’23

at first it was the red of rosy blushes and sunburns under freckles that looked up and faced the gray of the sky that lifted then dropped the rain it was the blue of that rain that filled up to the dock where bare feet jumped up down into the waves that were between the oceans that were between that hands that wanted to hold each other and after was the

brown of the wood stain dripping into the same soil that grew my favorite flower which was purple which was sweet and grew from the tree in the backyard circled by the yellow dandelions that were woven into the crowns that made us princesses who met the princes who were the first to ask us to dance the first who let us dance and made us their queens with rubies in our crowns that shone as sweet as the red of the first rosy blushes and sunburns under freckles

Reflection

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala ’23

Lydia Scharer ’23

Glossy

Lydia Scharer ’23

Harvard, Massachusetts

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Orange

Annika Vittal ’24

Orange, not dark, not light

Mixed, like me

Not quite red, not quite yellow

Right in the middle

Warm, comforting

You don’t notice orange

You skip right to blue, or to yellow, or to pink

But you don’t see orange

You just see a color stuck in the middle

You accidentally mixed your red paint with yellow

And you got orange, the color that no one likes

So you add more yellow paint

But now its too light

You add more red

And now it’s too dark

So you settle for orange

The color no one likes

The color no one wants

Because you’re constantly being changed

Blending, trying to be lighter, or darker

But not too light or dark don’t make people confused

Just be orange, be in the middle

No one will even see you, because you’re orange

The color that disappears.

Coolidge Music Room

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Corner Music Room

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Sconset

Madeleine Wu ’24

Madakat

Madeleine Wu ’24

New Year’s

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Josiah’s Pond

Madeleine Wu ’23

Shards of Glass

Julia Popa ’23

You look through a mirror

Bright lights from the other side

Your hand raises to touch the glass

The image changes you see something unnatural

A creature of spikes and shards of glass

Blood drips as you smash the glass hoping to see

Something

Someone

You scream in pain the shards have entered you as well

Turning, you see a mirror

On the other side...

Another victim

Driven mad by how others see you...

Ilana Brauner ’23

Mirrors

Lucy Walther ’25

Mirrors

I see them everywhere

Young

Old Black White Tall

Short

Everyone is mirroring someone

Whether it be clothes

Or hair

Or interests

Or decisions

Everyone is mirroring someone

But

There are the people

That mirror themselves

They look in a mirror

And they don’t see someone else

They mirror themselves

That’s what I try to do

That’s what everyone should try to do

Mirror yourself

Not somebody else

Shooting Stars

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Radiance

Madeleine Wu ’23

Millie’s

Madeleine Wu ’23

Space Mirror

Sophie Jean ’24

Camp

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Audrey Chuang ’23

they gaze into the glossy mirror before them a young girl stares back

lost, but excited she has long, black hair, tired eyes, a defeated smile

a woman walks up and introduces herself “follow me,” she says

the girl leans backwards water rushing through her hair as her eyes drift shut back to the mirror she removes her glasses and holds them in her lap

the woman reaches over and grabs her scissors she begins to cut hair falls to the ground as she feel the weight lifting tears come to her eyes

finally, it’s done they slip back on their glasses and blink away tears

they take a deep breath look into their reflection and smile

Beyond

Madeleine Wu ’23

Oahu

Madeleine Wu ’23

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

the humidity sticks to our skin like honey for days,

but the clouds finally give in.

the pitter-patter grows louder and louder on the roof.

she stumbles out the door, into the streets, already flooded. the sky erupts, each golden droplet carefully decorates her eyelashes.

she runs until

Kennebunkport, Maine

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

she opens her mouth and tastes her salty freedom.

a good rainstorm can never last too long.

Cross Sound Ferry

Madeleine Wu ’23

Mirrors

Kalkidan Shiferaw ’24

Pathways to ourselves

Portals to our insecurities

You can’t look away, ‘cause it’s always staring back

Mirrors show us who we are

Our true selves in plain sight

You can try to hide, but you can’t fight

One moment, you like yourself

The next, you don’t

That’s the hex of mirrors, they’re always playing games

You may not like it, but there always there

Looking back at you here and there

Do you stop and take a look or do you continue and never look again

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter ’23

Objects in a Mirror Are Closer than They Appear

Perin Fine ’23

Winter 2022 and Spring 2023 Contributors

Lucy Walther … I was inspired to write this poem by how many influencers and media stars there are in today’s world, and how people are always ‘following the trends’, and are on social media all the time. I think the only time you should follow a trend is if you genuinely like it.

Gabriel Burd I made this piece of digital art using Google Drawings. I created this artwork to demonstrate how it is important to set goals for your future self, even if you might think those goals are impossible to achieve.

Olivia Garrity … This photo was taken for photography class. The image shows a flower’s shadow cast on the wall which reminds me of a dark reflection.

Sophie Jean … I made this piece with pencil. Because the theme is mirrors, I thought of a mirror reflecting something. So I created my masterpiece.

Kalkidan Shiferaw This poem is about how mirrors cause insecurities in ourselves. Even though most of us see mirrors everyday, they can make us feel less than we actually are. I wanted to capture that feeling in my poem.

Maraki Shiferaw The reason I chose to write this poem is, this poem expresses self love, confidence, and how you should not care about your appearance. It also talks about if you’re short, tall, big, small, none of that matters because the most beautiful part of everyone is their heart. Do you want others to think of you as someone who judges everybody? Ask your friends and peers what they think, and if most of them say that you often judge other people, then it’s time to stop being judgmental. When you judge others, you do not define them, you define yourself.

Grace Sullivan … I chose to submit this piece I created because water resembles nature’s mirror. The reflections you may find in it open up a new portal to a calmer place, as well as a more chaotic one, and in turn, water creates a balance between all living things.

Eike Kiecza … I have loved chess for a long time, and when I heard that the theme was going to be mirrors, I realized that this could be easily represented with chess pieces. This also shows that even though two pawns can be completely different, they still move in the same ways.

Annika Vittal … Throughout my poetry pieces I found myself in everyday objects such as paint and chocolate. But most of all I wrote what I couldn’t say, I rhymed when I couldn’t scream, and I typed when I couldn’t speak. Thank you for reading my pieces, the pieces that create me.

Sahana Miduturu … My piece is an acrostic poem about mirrors. I love writing acrostic poems because although they are simple, many ideas and perspectives can come from them. In my poem, I wanted to touch upon many different types and functions of mirrors. Many people think of mirrors as just literal objects, but I wanted to portray mirrors in different ways. Hope you enjoy it.

Leilani Dorilas … I wrote “Cleaner” because I wanted to express how I feel whenever there is a tough experience I go through, and all of those things eventually pile up, and become too much. But if I learn to find ways that work for me to get help, I can get those things off my chest. And others can learn too! This connects to the theme (Mirrors) because mirrors in general reflect, and that could be interpreted into how your inner self or personality reflects onto other people.

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter My pieces throughout this magazine showcase all the different aspects of my life. Often, I get inspired by being outside in nature which prompts me to write a poem or take a picture. My favorite piece is “finally free” which is especially meaningful to me because it represents my appreciation for the little wonders in life. I hope you enjoyed reading through this magazine.

Julia Popa I thought of using this as I had drawn a picture before that seemed to be perfect for the topic mirrors. I wanted it to be warm yet scary in some way.

Perin Fine … I really love taking pictures of the sky and sunsets, and I’ve been taking these pictures out of my car window for a while. I wrote this poem for English class and I really like how it turned out. It’s about my childhood and memories that I have growing up.

Lydia Scharer … I have always loved to draw and paint, for these pieces I really just wanted to mess around and have fun. I experimented during the process of all of these and I have learned a lot from it. In the future I aspire to be a well known artist.

Madeleine Wu … I was inspired by my life and the things around me. I wanted to capture moments of our youth.

Alex Kadnar I choose to include this piece because it shows a reflection of the egg on a mirror. I took it during photography class last year and decided to include it in this magazine because it follows the theme of mirrors.

Ilana Brauner One of my favorite photography pieces I submitted to Echo is “Blossom.” This piece shows a tree blossoming at the beginning of spring. The piece was meant to demonstrate how everyone blossoms into their own self. I hope this photo inspires a reader to try something new or express themself in a new way.

Kesariya Nallari-Jhala … This photograph symbolizes the difference in how someone is seen or displays themself to the world and who they are fully. My favorite aspect of this photo is the background reflected from the water as it brings dimension to the image.

Editorial Staff

Nina Cohen-Perlmutter

Faculty Advisor

Susan Dempsey

Design and Production

Koreen McQuilton