The Ivy | #20 | June 2019

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Editor’s Letter Dear Reader,

Hello; bonjour; hola, zdravo! Welcome, my friends, to the first issue of the year! Hopefully seniors aren’t feeling too stressed amidst a flood of applications, or if you are, pick up an issue and unwind (that goes for you too, juniors and underclassmen).

We hope this compilation of works will be a worthy break.

This issue of The Ivy displays your beautiful submissions, and we would like to thank you for each and every one of them - without you we wouldn’t have this magazine. This year, literature has truly shined in a spot all its own; we are proud to display so many pieces of prose spanning genres and styles. The artwork continues to portray the creativity of you all as individuals and as a people.

As always, we wish to recognize the hardwork of our amazing staff. The Ivy staff members put together the spreads, working diligently on combining the pieces of art and literature to create the publication that is in your hands right now! Finally, we would like to remind you that our email is always open for submissions and questions! We hope to hear from you at theivy.phs@gmail.com. If you would like to see older issues of our magazine, check out our website ivymagazine.org.

Enjoy, and thanks for your support, Maya Poppycock & Angel Moose

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Table of Contents MOTHS.......................................................................................................................................7 Kyle Max A WALK IN THE WOODS James Muir UNTITLED..................................................................................................................................8 Camilla Strauss the atrium.................................................................................................................................9 Alexandrea Ciardella CIRCLES...................................................................................................................................10 Dorothy Huang coolmathgames.com........................................................................................................11 Ashley Wang convince me to worry................................................................................................12, 35 Aaron Silverstein UNTITLED...............................................................................................................................13 Theo Estes-Downs a note to someone like myself...............................................................................14, 31 Emily Wang DEPARTURE...........................................................................................................................15 Moriah Eley BIRD STUDIES...............................................................................................................16, 17 Stephanie Huang hi mom...................................................................................................................................18 John Liang a poem or haiku...................................................................................................................19 Lillian Schettini la valse.....................................................................................................................................20 Patrick Zhang DIE BIENE........................................................................................................................20, 21 Maya Pophristic LISTENED TO..................................................................................................................22,23 Colleen Wiseman MAN WALKING IN FRONT OF RESTAURANT EQUIPMENT SUPPLY.....................24 Eli Nathan

UNTITLED...............................................................................................................................26 Natalia Drobnjak the mississippi......................................................................................................................27 Allison Kanter UNTITLED...............................................................................................................................28 Anthony Evidente a pg-13 love poem............................................................................................................29 Siena Moran UNLIKELY FRIENDS............................................................................................................30 Anna Lin LUNNARIA ANNUA.............................................................................................................32 Catherine Liu UNPOLARIZED......................................................................................................................33 Angela He UNTITLED...............................................................................................................................34 Gabbie Cain UNTITLED...............................................................................................................................36 Mustafa Zaman invitation................................................................................................................................37 Emilia Ferrante timeless...................................................................................................................................38 Anonymous UNTITLED...............................................................................................................................39 Anya Sachdev VASE........................................................................................................................................40 Jack Henry Whetstone UNTITLED...............................................................................................................................41 Gabe Oscar 想飞........................................................................................................................................42 Amy Huang apocalypse of a faraway planet.....................................................................................44 Lydia McGrath-Manuilskiy

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MOTHS Kyle Max

art’s medium

A thief in dark dancing in light Eating the words given to Man. Not any wiser from this theft Hungry yet more for flesh of death, For the pale flesh weaves its cloak.

Flies to the sky swarm to the moon.

A WALK IN THE WOODS James Muir The day comes to an end, and for me to head home But life here has just begun, and now the creatures do roam My heavy boots stomp against the narrow sandy trail Like a horse trudging along by the whip of a flail Now the woods have come alive, and with a pitter and a patter And the birds sing their songs, each melody just to chatter The sun rests its eyes and soon so will I For now Orion hunts in the twilight of the sky The rustling of the trees whisper goodnight As I sleep in the woods surrounded by nature’s delight

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UNTITLED Camilla Strauss watercolor

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the atrium Alexandrea Ciardella Condensation rises The drips back down to the earth The fuzzy moss is content And knows not exactly what they’re worth The glass dome in which it resides Is not a prison, but a crystal palace They’ve only ever known love At birth, abandonment of malice I tend to them with care Give them a friend or two for company And watch as they thrive Growing from one to two to many Bits and bobs fill their home They lie in wait, to lend a friendly face

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coolmathgames.com, Ashley Wang Your sprite flits slowly down platforms in a whirl, Though your end is met you still tell your friend it’s time to play Fireboy and Watergirl.

medium

Each new level is burnished, a pewter pearl; Pressing start, you see a land of twists and bends So your sprite can float down platforms in a whirl.

Practice, practice, you fail again, like a churl, Your friendships drift apart, each one you shall rend As you try to play Fireboy and Watergirl.

Swamps drown, levers spin, you think you want to hurl, You miss the exit again as you descend And you slip off platforms quickly in a whirl.

You lose some hairs, you tear some out, your head swirls; Your terrible ending scores you must contend: Just please stop playing Fireboy and Watergirl.

It’s not that deep; it’s a rather simple thrill; Your commitment is something I must commend.

Your sprite trails endlessly downward in a whirl: Yet again you play Fireboy and Watergirl.

CIRCLES, Dorothy Huang pencil

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convince me to worry (II) Aaron Silverstein

You tell me worrying Is the instinct for survival Well I don’t worry about anything So to me death is libel

Everyone smoked cigarettes And they died painfully

I will die, perhaps pai nfully, hopefully not But even if I don’t die in my sleep heep Even if I’m trampled by a herd of rabid s Even if a serial killer is playing for his keep Even t .fed to the tigers as mea if I’m shot … d e t a t i p a ….dec climb a mountain just a bit too steep Even if I Do you really exp ect me to weep?

Ignorance is bliss No words could ring more true

I know that you

all envy me

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Untitled Theo Estes-Downs photography XX | 13

a note to someone like myself (II) Emily Wang if your love is a bruise, blooming purple-red and green on the surface of your touch-starved skin but never deep enough to really hit the bone, it is not really love. and I promise you when God had an epiphany and molded us he had more in plan for his masterpieces than that for which we stand.

We are worth more than this.

We are worth more than half closed windows and half broken promises. so do me a favor, darling close the parenthesis behind you when you come inside.

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DEPARTURE

Moriah Eley photography

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Bird Studies, Stephanie Huang 16 | PHS

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hi mom John Liang

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colored pencil

a rhyme or haiku Lillian Schettini

So what makes up a poem?

Well, those are the two.

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la valse Patrick Zhang

sheep prancing about the field, hundreds asleep. floating bananas peeled: cattle, sheep, wheat, brick sheep armies march, charging through the field ruins arch. a winter creep some mountain sheep magic’s upkeep sharp hills and dull steppes light, dancing footsteps sheep

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DIE BIENE

Maya Pophristic

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pencils

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MAN WALKING IN FRONT OF RESTAURANT EQUIPMENT SUPPLY Eli Nathan photography

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UNTITLED Natalia Drobnjak

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the mississippi Allison Kanter

sunlight echoes across the water, flashes on an axe, the full day’s heat striking into the fish the moonlight flows into the dark, fire spreads upwards the sky spilling with stars

photography

two small voices float along, hushed by the river, listening for spirits

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UN TITLED, Anth o

ny Ev id

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pho tog rap hy

a pg-13 love poem siena moran

I know it hasn’t been long but you and I, we really click you’re so sweet and gorgeous and I really want your love, support, and care, your time, and your affection, and every time you see me I like that you get an irrational amount of gifts, but it’s sweet, so I’m in luck and everytime I see you I really want to hold you in my arms and have a picnic in the grass, you should take your banana and put it in my fruit bowl on the counter like you always do, this poem is a reminder that I really do love

you.

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Unlikely Friends, Anna Lin acrylic

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A Note to Someone like Myself (I), Emily Wang

if your maps are etched in red on your skin with a sharp edge and never help you find your way home then they are not maps. if your home is a mirage, always fifteen yards away from your aching feet and outstretched fingertips, then it is not a home. if your life is a palindrome, back to front and back again, stumbling the same off-beat two-step from name to grave, then it is not a life. if your happiness is a metaphor for that hole inside that you hide with masks and cry over in the empty nights, then honey, it is not happiness.

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to bear teeth & claws — to bleed & make bleed — to kill & to die.

And let the heart go still in the chest.

And let the sky cast her white coat over the unmarked grave.

Over the distant copse of black fir trees, I learn

to sit out on the dark nights, to eat my heart out and

howl to the bright honest moon:

Oh, do not forget me.

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The irresistible urge to fall into that which is larger than us: River current — tow me away.

Bright shining riptide, carry me to a place where each and every wolf is unafraid

UNPOLARIZED Angela He acrylic

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UNTITLED

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Gabbie Cain

convince me not to worry (I) Aaron Silverstein

The idea of worrying I’m just not buying it What’s in it for me?

I may be wrong But it really seems to me When people decide to do it It just makes them all depressed You'll say I don't have sympathy That I don't know what it's like And you're exactly right That's why I'm so perplexed

Just because everyone worries Doesn’t mean it’s right There’s really no appeal In losing sleep at night

photography

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Untitled

Mustafa Zaman photography

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invitation Emilia Ferrante When I drive by a house with the door open I wonder if the door is open for me inviting me in saying if these walls can talk, they can listen, too.

When the window of that house is open I wonder if maybe it is telling me to climb in to clamber over to land on the carpet with a soft thud.

When the gate to the backyard is open I wonder if the wind swung it open for me to weed the garden and water the plants to understand that the grass is more a memory than a tangible thing.

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timeless Anonymous As I sit at my computer typing away for all these mundane assignments, I often think back to the oasis that escaped me. Overlooked then, but preserved now, it becomes hard to accept that it’s just a ghost in the crowd.

The days where goldfish after school, outside time on the playground, drinking milk til the television show ended, tears after a fight, bloody noses in the courtyard, chocolate milk in the cafeteria, soccer games during recess, are simply gone.

As a new chapter is about to come onto the horizon, one where innocence is pushed down and spit on, I look to cling to the joy that’s subdued within me.

While the departure from my oasis brought many new people, moments, and adventures, There is this eerie feeling that eats at me so frequently, yearning to go home.

Where was the place that made me feel most alive?

Was it the couch where my father would rock me to sleep?

Or perhaps the melodies to the songs in the car I would sing so strongly, hoping to make my voice heard.

It’s funny how life works.

A million miniscule meaningless things can divert my attention to the things that matter most.

And maybe just maybe, I’ll go home.

That’s where I want to be.

And who knows, maybe those memories are timeless and can begin all over again.

Just press play.

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UNTITLED, Anya Sachdev

photography

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pottery/photography

VASE, Jack Henry Whetstone

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UNTITLED Gabe Oscar Plaster possessing A coarse-ish consistence Bedecking the walls of The room of my bed

Upon the walls nothing An absence of something Like thinkable topics For poems in my head

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想飞 Amy Huang

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brush pen and goache

FOR EARTH (II) Anonymous I never said that, I never meant it, at least Twisting the big hand, one stroke at at time I never did that, I never meant to, at least The mountains beneath you begging for the climb Look at your toes in the dirt on the ground Imagine it still there Take note of the green, the leaves, their sound Ably swaying in the unclean air All we ask is a renaissance, a rebirth One more da Vinci For earth

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apocalypse of a faraway planet, Lydia McGrath-Manuilskiy

pen/pencil

UNTITLED, Anonymous the clock strikes twelve

But the page stays blank Mind racing and heart pumping I mull over my fate. time churns on Incohesive and intangible

Puddle of words float around my brain Apathetic to my sorrows Running out of time Running out of time I spit the words into my hands Throw them onto the page The clock strikes one.

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The artworks in this issue were accepted through standard review board voting and group discussion. During this process, the artists’ names were kept anonymous to everyone besides the managing editors, who had compiled all of the submissions beforehand. Each staff member voted anonymously either “yes” or “no” on a Google form. All art and literature pieces with higher than 50% approval were published. A few others with at least 48% were also accepted based on their potential, both as complements to other pieces and their abilities to unify entire layouts. We keep a consistent art-to-literature ratio. We are Princeton High School’s only art and literature magazine, we are an extracurricular club that meets after school, on normal meeting days we meet for half an hour on Tuesdays. When we were on lay- PRINTING outs we meet for three hours every day for four days. For Issue XVII there are four PAPER | House Laser Gloss #80, 8.5x8.5 hundred copies circulating the school. inches Printed by Short Run Printing, 2018 regular 14pt

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