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Art/Photography/Poetry/Short Stories
Bishop Canevin High School - Spring 2025 Edition
Contributors
Kelsey Adamski ‘25
A’lasia Aiken ‘27
Ayla Altman ‘25
Cooper Anselm ‘26
Eddie Benton ‘25
Jamin Brock ‘27
Katie Butcher ’26
Lindsey Cable ‘26
Bella Carlini ‘25
Kya Cooley ‘27
Rowan Creely ‘26
Julianna Daniele ‘27
Aaryn Edwards ‘25
Cali Evans ‘26
Seana Fornauf ‘26
Kaylee Gaudelli ‘28
Layne Gerba ‘27
Miriam Hardy ‘25
Fionn Hites ‘26
Olivia Holub ‘25
Marli Hornack ‘28
Max Huet ‘28
Vaughn James ‘28
Natalie Kirsch ‘25
Riley Lecker ‘25
Maria Leithauser Mihalega ‘28
Jackson Maddix ‘27
Tyler Maddix ‘25
Lucia Madore ‘27
Olivia Maida ‘27
Bridget McNamara ‘25
Jacquie Miller ‘28
Noelle Miller ‘25
Keilen Mitchel ‘27
Isabella Moyer ‘25
Nyeema Norwood ‘27
Dominique Panza ‘25
Lia Pilarski ‘27
Nicholas Preteroti ‘25
Akeelah Rooke ‘25
Clare Ruffing ‘25
Cienna Rung ‘27
Isa Sakala ‘27
Colton Schoedel ‘27
Susan Skindzier ‘25
Jeffry Spina ‘28
Naijah Stevenson ‘26
Aubrey Sudor ‘27
Braiden Sudor ‘25
Isabella Sysak ‘26
Khamiyah Taylor ‘27
Lillian Ulrich ‘27
Lamier Wade ‘27
TJ Wanamaker ‘25
Jonnae Young ‘26
Matthew Ziegler ‘26
Hannah Zurbola ‘25
12 Ways to tell Spring is Approaching
I
In the whisper of the morning breeze, Spring awakens, the world to please.
II
Blossoms burst in colors bright, Chasing away the winter’s night.
III
Birds return with songs so sweet, Melodies that hearts do greet Greenery spreads across the land, Nature’s brush with gentle hand
IV
Rivers flow with renewed grace, Reflecting skies in a clear embrace.
V
Sunlight dances on every leaf, As shadows play beneath the trees, bringing warmth and sweet relief.
VI
Children play in fields of gold, Stories of springtime joy unfold. Life reborn in every nook, Spring, a vibrant living book.
Eleven Ways of Looking at the Ocean
I
Among the silence of the world, the only thing heard
Are the soothing sounds of the ocean
II
A gasp for air, left feeling panicked and hopeless
Like drowning in the ocean
III
The ocean waves rise and fall
Marking the new beginnings and endings
Secrets lie beneath the facade shown to the world
The secret may be dangerous or extraordinary
Just like the underneath of the ocean surface
IV
A clear day’s bright blue color
The dipping sun’s vibrant pink
Captured on the ocean’s surface
Mirroring the sky’s emotions
And all who look at it
V
Feeling trapped
No place to go
Trapped under the ocean
VI
Childhood floats away
As a beach ball vanishes into ocean abyss
VII
The blurry blue in the distance appears to be soft
Almost blending in with the light blue sky
As you go closer you can see the gentle waves
Of the ocean
VIII
The ocean is a magnet
Drawing wanderers into its depth
IX
The deeper you go, the darker everything appears. The only sliver of light shines through The exterior of the ocean
X
A safe home, shelter, and sanctuary
For countless species
The ocean is a refuge
From the chaos of the world
XI
Birds flying above the ocean
No constraints, no boundaries
The exploration is endless
-Ayla Altman
Aubrey Sudor
Akeelah Rooke A’Lasia Aiken
VI
A life seemingly shattered by the parting of ways
A “forever” turned into things past Mother’s arms cradle once again
To comfort her baby's heart
VII
Breathe deeply, exhale, repeat
Walk these steps and watch what you eat
Affirmations, meditations, manifestations
Take care of yourself like no one else ever has
VIII
The feeling of understanding overwhelms the soul
A tie to another, never before felt
This is how I'll spend the rest of my days
Through sickness and health, ‘til death do us part
IX
Warm blanket, cool sheets, white noise
Rain patters down on glass panes
A sleepy head rests on a pillow
Dreaming of utopia
X
Hospital bed, steady beeping, drip of meds
Cells mutate and divide, no way of stopping
Body withers and consciousness fades
I will be with you all the same
XI
In the twinkle of the stars and the flight of a butterfly
In the laugher of family
A heavenly reminder of a life well lived
Inspiration
XII
Work hard to achieve your dreams
Happiness is money, power, and fame
Satisfy the flesh to find satisfaction
When will it be enough?
XIII
Broken world shattered by sin
A God who so loved His creation
Blood and death upon a tree set with nails
Death is defeated and redemption has come
-Bella Carlini
Oak Island is My Home
IX
eaves, it surveys the ground, en in the rustle of the grass.
X
r the moonlight, a lullaby, immer with the notes of night.
XI
In a child’s laugh, it finds a tune, Joy woven through play and light
XII
Caught in a moment, a gaze so brief, Connection made in silence shared
XIII
A footer of dusk, it flies away, Leaving echoes of song in the fading day
-Nicolas Preteroti
Cienna Rung
Katie Butcher
Daejeon
What happens to a childhood deferred?
Does it wisp away
Like a morning dew carried by the sun?
Or does it get shredded into oblivionAnd then fray?
Does it scream loudly to deaf ears
Or age-
Like a peaceful dove
Maybe it becomes hidden
Like a golden lode
Or does it explode?
-TJ Wanamaker
Bella Carlini
Juliana Daniele
What Happens to Love Deferred?
What happens to love deferred?
Does it linger around
Like a nagging pain?
Or occupy your mind without a soundAnd filling every thought?
Does it ever feel like a wound?
Or gushing blood that can’t be stopped-
Like a river of emotions flowing and nowhere to seclude
Maybe it just becomes a scar
Like a reminder of the heartache.
Or does it simply turn into a dream come true?
-Natalie Kirsch
Hill District
As the heart of my childhood, the neighborhood hums, With laughter and chatter, there was so much bubbly fun.
At Kenard Field we used to play, while our parents would sit in folded chairs, While the street lights flicker, sharing secrets in rhyme. Grandma B wears a smile, while the windows glow welcoming everyone who wanders.
The cracked sidewalks bring out stories of neglect, Shadows lingering near Chauncey where hope has faded, Litter screams louder than the silence of empty homes.
Beneath the grime, resilience blooms like a wildflower, Me and my friends’ laughter strays through the broken streets Many dreams rise from the ashes, painting a brighter tomorrow.
Vibrant Historic Lively Community Friendly
On the Hill where old trees sway
On the Hill where laughter fills the air
On the Hill where stories spread on porches, On the Hill where Rebels play
-Nyeema Norwood
Music City
Honky-Tonk Heaven
City of Dreams
Home of the Stars
Heart of Tennessee
Some say it’s a tourist trap
Filled with fake cowboys and cowgirls
Overrun with country songs and bars
Beneath the surface
A strong soul thrives
Like a flowing river
Strong and independent
It screams out history
Where country music survives
Musical
Historic
Friendly
Southern
In this city, stars are made
In this city, memories are made
In this city neon dreams come true
In this city, hot chicken is fried
-Layne Gerba
What Happens to a Thought Deferred?
Does it leave, Like a departing train? Or hurt like a papercutWith nothing to gain? Does it build like anxiety? Or break downLike society
Maybe it infects and turns into a stye Or does our soul die?
-Kelsey Adamski
Tyler Maddix
Dominique Panza
Fractured Fairy Tales
Once upon a time in a wacky kingdom called Flibbertygibbet, there was a princess named Bella who loved to play pranks. Instead of waiting for a prince to rescue her, she spent her days pulling silly tricks on the royal court. One day, she decided to spice things up and invited a dragon named Sparky to the castle for a tea party.
Sparky wasn’t your typical fire breathing dragon: he was a vegetarian who loved to bake cakes! When he arrived, Bella had a plan. She replaced all the sugar with salt in his famous cake recipe As they sat down for tea, Sparky took a big bite and his face turned bright red!
Instead of getting mad he burst into laughter “This is the saltiest cake I’ve ever had!” He roared. Bella couldn't help but laugh along. They spent the afternoon creating the weirdest dessert imaginable, like spaghetti cupcakes and pickle pie.
Word spread across the kingdom about the hilarious baking adventures and soon everyone wanted to join the fun. Bella and Sparky became the best of friends, hosting wacky tea parties filled with laughter and strange treats In the end, Bella realized that friendship was the best kind of magic, and they all lived happily ever after, creating chaos and joy in Flibbertygibbet
-Clare Ruffing
The Princess and the Frog
-Aaryn Edwards
Fractured Fairy Tales
Beauty and the Beast
Once upon a time, there was a young woman named Belle who was too busy reading books to care about anything else. One day, she got lost in the woods and stumbled upon a very strange castle. The Beast, who was actually a well-dressed but extremely grumpy man with terrible hygiene, answered the door.
“I'm cursed," he mumbled "You have to stay here with me for a while or I'll stay ugly forever.
Belle, rolling her eyes, shrugged. "Sure, whatever. But do you have Wi-Fi? I need to finish my book”
As the days went by, Belle discovered that the Beast wasn't so much a "beast" as a man with serious anger issues and a terrible diet. He ate pizza for every meal and never did his laundry
Eventually, Belle grew tired of the smell and told the Beast, "Look, if we're going to break this curse, you need to start eating vegetables and at least brush your teeth”
The Beast sighed "Fine”
So, Belle taught him how to eat salad, use soap, and even read a few selfhelp books. And just like that, the curse was broken, mainly because the Beast stopped being a mess and Belle found a decent place to hang her laundry
And they lived not happily ever after but at least reasonably well-adjusted
The End.
-Olivia Holub
Jackson Maddix Eddie Benton
Seana Fornauf Noelle Miller
Limericks
There once was a walrus so grand, Whose mustache was close to the sand. He’d flip and he’d flop, With a cute little plot, The best dancer on sea or on land
-A’Lasia Aiken
A baker named Loo made a cake, But he used too much salt by mistake. One bite made people frown, Turn tables around Now Loo sells pretzels and steak!
-Lucia Madore
Once upon a time there was a golfer named Clyde. He had a one of a kind swing, it was wide
Whenever he hit a great drive
The ball thrived Unfortunately, the ball was in the sand where it resides
-Max Huet
There goes uncertainty walking down the street, Surprised she got out today, on her own two feet. She stumbles at the cross walk
What a laughing stock
Here she comes against a meaningless retreat
-Colton Schoedel
Adding and subtraction should be fun
8 times 0 will equal none
Addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division
It is a long tradition
After all you will be done.
-Jackson Maddix
Stone fell onto a slope, It started to tumble and roll, It went along full of hope, But all the rolling started to take a toll.
The stone began to crumble and break, It could not stop for its sake, Once it finally settled down, All the surroundings turned brown.
And over time it remembered its loss, All the time that was lost, Just to be left covered in moss, Forgotten and alone, dealing with the cost -Fionn Hites
Fionn Hites
Vaughn James Jacquie Miller
Jonnae Young
-Rowan Creely
Hot
Burning, Roasting
Heating, melting, warming
Desert, beach, Antarctica, Jack Frost
Freezing, snowing, shoveling
Icy, snowy Cold
-Olivia Maida
Day
Bright, right
Shining, glowing, beaming
Sun, light, energy, sky
Fading, dimming, setting
Dark, cold
Night
-Isa Sakala
Ice
Cold, frozen
Freezing, glistening, cracking
Cubes, lake, bonfire, blaze
Melting, burning, sweating
Hot, hell
Fire
-Keilen Mitchel
Anger
Red, hot
Screaming, yelling, kicking
Annnoyed, frustrated, quiet, calm
Breathing, meditating, sleeping
Gentle, still
Peaceful
-Kya Cooley
A marble in my chest, misshapen like a bullet clear and opulent made of lead.
Like an inconceivable thought, clearing out my head, to leave me only with the physicality of this loathsome dread.
I feel a tug on my lungs, a sting in my eyes, stab in my ribs— yet my heart is unoccupied. Empty.
-Lindsey Cable