Upon that mass that many took to further lands, / Carpe diem! Dawn at the estuary to feel the day rising: / My feet in tempered, soggy, slightly sinking sand left so by / Her big swallows lugging her lips close to her chest.
The Thespian
You swallow the light / A familiar feeling / Envelops you / A perfect stranger / How many times has it been / That you put on the face of / Someone you’re not / Hoping it will be different this time?
Gmorning, Gnight
It all started on Twitter, like many things these days do, but against all odds it wasn’t something horrible and rude. It was uplifting and pure, relatable and true – They were little pep talks from Lin Manuel Miranda to me and you.
Meet the Fresh Batch of Freshers
Meet the new English students! The freshers have answered some questions of ours in this extra special interview and in return asked the BTSB team their own questions about the university life.
Chief Editors Note: Final signature
If you are a new freshman here, welcome. If you are one of us oldies, welcome back! Click here for an overview of the new issue, and for my final thought on being the Chief Editor here at BTSB!
Vermin
I will love you into caskets / and weave you into baskets / To cradle all my peeling thoughts / Of wisdom words in clawed out hopes / Of hollowed hands dug into dirt / Of hallowed strands restored toward hurt