Marian Burn Literary Arts Magazine Spring 2019

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Marian presents Burn, a literary arts magazine that strives to showcase the original art, photography and creative writing of our student body. Burn is published twice a year, once per semester, and we accept submissions from all grade levels. Our submissions are judged anonymously, and those that are selected are subject to minor grammatical corrections. Burn is a forum for creative student expression. Our goal is to give students a place to publish their work and a place to have their peers appreciate their work. Burn is published by Graphic Technologies, Inc. For the 20182019 school year, there will be 800 copies printed per semester. All titles of pieces and page numbers are set in Kathen font. The writing is set in Avenir Light. The softwares used were Adobe InDesign CS6 and Adobe Photoshop CS6. Our advisers were art teacher Mrs. Lindsay Cisco and journalism teacher Mrs. Marsha Kalkowski. For inquiries, contact us at burn@omahamarian.org or write us 7400 Military Ave, Omaha, NE 68134.

featured artists Grace Clark (10), Alida Farrens (12, 23), Emmy Kmiecik (14), Jolie Peal (14), Ellie Kripal (9, 15), Kaitlyn Rosenbaum (16, 20), Holly McCutcheon (17), Claudia Archer (18), Chiara Wallen (19), Naomi Delkamiller (5, 19), Ashley Straub (4, 21), Maddie Warrick (3, 20), Scarlett Wedergren (10, 22), Jordan Funke (25), Bella Syslo (24), Mattighan Zielie (24), Emma Gunn (cover), Peggy McGowan (back cover), Lydia Delkamiller (2), Brenna Werner (3), Ava Williams (5), Kelly Williams (4), Maggie Peklo (7), Frannie Cihunka (6), Rylee Gregg (8), Janny Apiwattangsakul (8), Katelyn Malick (11)

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spring ’19 burn staff Editors: Emma Williams ’19, Kate Brashear ’19 Junior Editors: Chloe Herbert ’20, Scarlett Wedergren ’20 Staff: Ashley Straub ’19, Cori Johnson ’19, Kaitlyn Rosenbaum ’19, Lily Blake ’19, Hali Hansen ’19, Macy Salerno ’19, Caroline Drew ’19, Ava Bettger ’19, Chrissy Gulseth ’20, Sarah Burnett ’20, Ella Meis ’20, Shruthi Kumar ’20, Katie Tiojanco ’20, Callie Cavanaugh ’21, Naomi Delkamiller ’21, Rylee Gregg ’21, Ellie Kripal ’21 18

“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars . . .

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“release� [ art by brenna werner ]

growing [ writing by maddie warrick ] Because No one ever Held me In the palm of their hand Like the delicate flower They were afraid of losing Until You

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“personification” [ art by ashley straub ]

water flows

[ writing by kelly williams ] I am not eloquent, Nor innovative Nor artistic.

I express myself through the colors of my words, The paper — my canvas.

Every letter a different shade, Blending melodies together both harmonious and dissonant.

A distinct scene is created with my paintbrush, Emerald green leaves flutter in the wind of my wispy and delicate words.

Glass water flows down the stream, singing sweet phrases of power and peace.

The universe dances as I capture the world in a whirlwind of calm.

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burn [ writing by frannie cihunka ]

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Open your mouth Speak your words For words are like Fire They can catch in ears And Burn into brains They can destroy but they can also Create So open your mouth Light your match And set the world on Fire

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At the end of the rainbow There’s no gold but love instead.

Beyond the blue horizon You’ll find no war, and all are fed.

This world that we live in Can be a truly ugly place So search above the mountaintops To see its beauty and its grace.

Some days all I want to do Is sail a ship to world’s end Free to dream and dance and laugh With all the hope the world lends.

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behind the stars

[ art by janny apiwattangsakul ]

Somewhere beyond the sunset There’s a place where hate is gone.

Deep beneath the ocean Lies are dead, and truth has won.

[ writing by rylee gregg ]

“summer highlight”

“lanterns� [ art by ellie kripal ]

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to be alive [ writing by grace clark ]

What does it mean to be alive?

Is it experiencing the soft, smooth touch of grass against your bare feet?

Or maybe the calming feeling of diving into water and floating to the top?

Could it even be the warm, cozy smell of a warm fire crackling against a starry sky?

No it couldn’t be; You must be always happy to notice those small details.

So that means, to be alive we must experience Pain Bliss Hunger Satisfaction Hopelessness Comfort Sadness Relief Betrayal Excitement Failure Success And everything else that requires us to open our hearts to new emotions, sights, and all that is in-between.

Only then will we know what it means To be alive

“a breakfast for ants” [ art by scarlett wedergren ]

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[ photo by katelyn malick ]

“color sticks”

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“mr. redundant�

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my kingdom [ writing by jolie peal ]

Welcome to my castle of tears Where we hide our true feelings behind a mask Come dance in the ballroom Where the people only show happiness Even though underneath the gowns they are hiding pain True emotion isn’t allowed here Just fake smiles and laughs So welcome The queen will embrace you But only if you join the masquerade

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“the purple door”

[ photo by emmy kmiecik ]

“and her name was eden� [ art by ellie kripal ]

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[ art by kaitlyn rosenbaum ]

“gold�

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“panic” [ photo by holly mccutcheon ]

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“in the meadow”

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[ art by claudia archer ]

“melancholy� [ photo by chiara wallen ]

dust

[ writing by naomi delkamiller ] Like dust, what we do have in our hands will fall through our fingers before we have the chance to look down.

I want to look back and honestly say that I payed attention to the dust in my hands.

I didn’t let it slip through or sit back and watch until nothing remained in my palm.

I want to say that I tended to what laid in my hands.

I tended to the now.

That I tended to what was right in front of me.

So that I never look back wishing I had.

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unrequited love [ writing by maddie warrick ] Have you ever fallen in love with the sun?

She is constantly just out of reach And the farther you extend your hands?

The farther you grasp for her?

The more you burn But she sets your heart ablaze So you forget Forget that the farther you step the more you ignite Smoldering while her warmth consistently draws you in In an unrelenting grasp Until you are nothing but ash And she can no longer set you on fire So she leaves Disappearing underneath the blanket of night And there you stand In a sea of stars But your universe Your universe Is nothing but black Until you dance with the moon As she cradles your hand more tenderly Than the sun ever could

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[ art by kaitlyn rosenbaum ]

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“tresses” [ art by ashley straub ]

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“we have your size” [ photo by scarlett wedergren ]

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“edison” [ photo by bella syslo ]

fire [ writing by mattighan zielie ] How crazy is it, That we’ll see the light in others, Yet refuse to see Our own embers Brightly ignited

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[ spring 2019 ]