Brain Storm

By Jaime Ruehle   Bio: I am a full time student in pursuit of my DVM (doctor of veterinary medicine),  and am at SCF to get my A.A. degree and prerequisites finished. I work part time at a vet office in Venice as a veterinary technician (similar to a nurse), and in my free time I study very hard…

Train to Galaxy

by Arjun C. Mangalan Bio: My name is Arjun C. Mangalan and I am an Indian. I have been living in Untied States Since 2011. In 2013,I graduated from Palm Beach Gardens High School.  I chose Computer Engineering, as a major because I think that technology is one of the most important tools that we have…

Victim to Beauty

By Jordan Noyes We voiced our concern with how he left us, With organs wrought to twilight, As we crowded around his remains, The children playing with stolen teeth, Caressing dreamless eyes, The adults kicking a soul-departed son, Letting free the anger, Which surpasses normality, Each eager to indulge, An end beyond compare, But we found…

Pecans

by M. Parks Madness is a gradual process. Talking to myself, wandering aimlessly around the house, or just sitting and spacing out for unknown amounts of time. That was how it began. It was like a drip by drip deterioration of my giving-a-shit. Maybe it was that she was never coming back or that I…

Staff — Spring 2015

Danielle Dean I’m an English major currently working towards earning my A.A.at SCF. Reading and writing have always been my favorite hobbies (bibliophile might as well be my middle name), and working in publication makes it easy to fulfill both of these! I hope to transfer to USF or another state school once I’ve finished…

Banana Dog

by Arjun C. Mangalan Bio: My name is Arjun C. Mangalan and I am an Indian. I have been living in Untied States Since 2011. In 2013,I graduated from Palm Beach Gardens High School.  I chose Computer Engineering, as a major because I think that technology is one of the most important tools that we have…

From the Depths

By Justin Rifner Under the ocean blue, and cast from sight. Is a place where you, will find no light. Where ships do sink, and creatures creep. Hidden inside the brink, all you need is to take the leap. One ship still stands. Despite all odds, the captain asks a show of hands. Because of…

The Culvert

by Anonymous   Curled up in the culvert, I spun the cylinder on my revolver as I struggled to release the last shred of emotions that had once made me feel human. To my surprise and discomfort, a black crow landed by my feet. To me, it was a sign that the loaded gun in…