Understory 2019 Main Menu Masthead From the Student Editors and Faculty Creative Works: Poetry Tuesday Afternoon: Nostalgia Meditation Liminality in Six Parts Shell Obsession and Irreverence Summer Sweethearts Solstice and Trepidation Autumn Poems Magpie Hymn This is How You Derail a Train: After Ernest Hemingway’s “Who Killed the Vets?” Doubting the Branch She'd be a Baby in France Goodbye Hometown Hero Myself a Stern Tree A Brief Glimpse of a Brief Season Winter Poems Girl Wound The Things I've Seen Aurora Receiver of Grief My Grandmother's Willow Tree Red Berry Tree Dark Symphony Solitude Spring Poems Portrait of a Daffodil I Walk On After You Half Empty, Half Full Creative Works: Prose Eavesdropper Space Boy Cathedrals Mr. Goo-gle 60 Feet Down No Escape: A post-blast Vignette Space Mice War The Cat Shelter Scholarship in English Studies: Literary Studies Platonic Emulation—How the Weight of History has come to Define Poetry Poetry as Illumination Can I Rely on You? Heroes Through the Ages: Defining the British Dream through Heroes in Literature Born from the Dreams of a People, an Empire Awoke Scholarship in English Studies: Rhetoric and Linguistics Synthetic Language Yarn Bombing as Multimodal Rhetoric Effecting Persuasion: How Adapting Rhetoric Informs the Response A Facebook Post: Identity through the Technoscape We Who Demand Better The Rhetoric of Race, Gender, and Sexuality in Video Games and Video Game Communities: How Representation and Reception Can Change the Way Players See Their and Others’ Identities Why Have Female-Only Characters in For Honor? Posters: Alaska Englishes Race and Internment: World War II from an Alaskan Perspective Wrapping Up ‘Wrap It Up AK' The Letters of John Muir Rewriting Alaska History with the Word “Genocide"
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Love is dawdling around, past the “goodbyes”
and love is watching honey drizzle slowly back into the jar
Love may be the light pollution giving way to be able to stargaze
and love is also sharing the last chocolate coin
Love is brushed fingers when taking your change
and love is apparent in a baby’s dimpled smile and a twenty-five-year-old’s protruding ears
Love is found in the cracks of the sidewalk you purposely avoid when you’re young
and love is most definitely the crumpled pieces of paper by the trash bin
Love is the tangling of thumbs, calluses embracing
and love fizzes like CO2 up to the bottle’s rim
Love is stored in tin cans of remaining wall paint on a warped shelf
and love is the sound of wheels on the tarmac
Love is a tattered book with pages 89, 90, 91, 92 missing
and love is in the feeling of band-aids with ointment on a bloody knee
Love is sneaking out in the hour of the owl’s chorus
and love makes your humerus and radius and ulna and every phalange have a seizure
Love is held in the sight of a mother who sees palm-sized socks
and love is undeniably your very own shadow
Love is a bee sting, we tell everyone it happened
because love, for sure, is the words “I’m happy you’re here”

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Malia Barto is a senior pursuing a Baccalaureate of Arts in Journalism and Communications and a minor in Justice.

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