Cold winter night, Little flickering fires, One soul shines bright, As others have desires. The little girl dances, Inside her growing heart, And great chances Are of her, falling apart. Happiness takes flight, Above her great sky, And slowly, quite, She falls beneath the high. The oh-so-great and mighty! The others who… Continue reading Seasons – Joanna Walker
Author: oRIDGEinal
Remy Garguilo is the Sponsor of the oRIDGEinal literary magazine at Fossil Ridge High School.
A Soldier’s Dream – Noel Thomas
Joseph didn’t know where he was. His marine outfit stuck to him from the mud that he had to sleep in last night. The cool air glided over his chiseled face. His small stubble picked up drops of moisture in the air at each exhale. Every step that he took felt heavy, like he was… Continue reading A Soldier’s Dream – Noel Thomas
Black Magic – Joe Hamman
Running A-Fowl – Lily Filipowska
Andrew Conrad: A Cut Paper Portrait – Lily Filipowska
“Let me ask you a question” – Jazmyn Markel
Let me ask you a question- please, just let it soak in. Are we truly justified by this life that we live? Born and raised, maybe adopted like me; freely given all of these material things. Is that just, is that fair? People in Africa are breathing in poverty stricken air. I’m sure you’ve heard… Continue reading “Let me ask you a question” – Jazmyn Markel
“Reating” – Brennagh Diesner
About Brenna Brenna L. Diesner started writing scripts when she was fourteen-years-old. Her first full-length play was published and performed at the Colorado TriMedia Festival in 2012. She went on to publish another play for the Fringe Festival one year later, and hopes to continue writing and publishing consistently. Brenna likes to dabble in… Continue reading “Reating” – Brennagh Diesner
La Lumiere – Jamie and Anna Bonjour
What is life – Braxton Bertolette and Scott Shellberg
Crumbling Towers – Joanna Walker
Crumbling towers that once stood tall, Her finest hours only to fall. The girl held the wonder, The future in her hand, Ignoring the whispers, She held her stand. All around her, walls streaked with grey, The soldiers grasped onto what was dear, Just before it slipped into the fray. They told… Continue reading Crumbling Towers – Joanna Walker