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Sorry You Had to Go, Joe

By William A. Lefrancois | Observer Contributor

Throughout the Mount, many have come and gone;

Administrators, faculty, staff; each giving with a heart that knows not slow.

From amongst these masses, arose a leader who was second to none!

Pure, pleasant, particular, patient; these words describe Joe Stiso.

A man of indomitable character; a natural leader in all things education.

A master of the written word, true eloquence his mighty virtue.

Joe could attain any grant, could accomplish any expectation;

Loving, learning, listening, laudable each day with Joe would start anew. read more

The Frozen Lake

By Daniel Mullane | Observer Contributor

Body temperature drop!

Couldn’t feel my phalanges.

The flip phone started to ring…

Jeans is frozen!

Heart started to beat 100 miles per hour!

Panic started…

Daylight was taken away from me.

Night vision were given by my eyes.

That was the day I thought I was going to be dead.

What a remorse it was once I arrived to my destination.

A pile of snow was waiting for me.

An unknown lesson needed to be learn by my first adopted father to me wasn’t well plan.

As I lay down on the snow with one shoe on, read more

Game Starts

By Daniel Mullane | Observer Contributor

The land of the free and home of the brave,

Honey can be found here in many ways.

It takes some sacrifice.

Mine was found by taking the biggest risk.

However, a golden ticket was given in round one.

College wasn’t it yet,

Could not pay the bundle. 

Doesn’t guarantee a river of gold.

My eyes weren’t open to vocational.

9 to 5 would have kept me poor.

Wasn’t yet ready to be a businessman.

 Being an entrepreneur would have rubbed me off.

 Came to an end in secondary school. read more

Black Dress

By Isabelle Mascary | Editor-in-Chief

From the night I took my very first breathe,
my childhood has been hectic.
A product of my own environment

condemned before I can crawl, walk, or speak,
unable to reject the many vices;
I was forced to accept and protect.

Using my imagination to escape this reality
and to illuminate my dreams because
my mind is the only room that can’t be taken away from me.

My imagination keeps me from becoming weary.
My thoughts and visions allow me to divulge
in the endless possibilities, despite the present conditions before me. read more

That Christmas Cheer

By William A. Lefrancois | Observer Contributor

Outside, the snow is falling, trees all with a cap of white;

Inside, our hearts are lifted, hoping for times to be bright!

The world around us, so much trouble it has been;

Maybe through that Christmas cheer, we’ll find the good once again.

The ground lies all frozen, covered in wintery ice;

Not a sound do you hear, just the wind howling and blowing so nice!

Nature at peace, calmness, and quietude reign supreme;

If only that Christmas cheer, if only it was everyone’s dream. read more

Sacramento

By Josilyn Straka | Assistant Editor

It was you, bright eyes, big smile

You reeled me in, won me over

I was elated, hopeful

And then, in the blink of an eye

It was over, no explanation

Sacramento will never be the same to me.

Defrosting Slow

By Maddie Willigar | Editor-in-Chief

My breath morphs into saturated air

like clouds of dew that pour straight from my lungs

and flakes of white fall like a morning prayer

that softly drips off tips of human tongues.

The neighbor kids whip their packed balls of snow

at layered armor: puffer coats of plush.

Each child falls like leaning dominoes

until the numbing chill makes their cheeks flushed.

I hear their parents call from cozy homes

the warming sound melts through my train of thought.

There’s something in the comfort of their tones read more

The Smiling Frown

By Cami Stephens | Assistant Editor

Smile. You must smile.

Don’t ever let your smile turn into a frown.

If you’re sad, don’t worry, a smile can help fix everything.

Did you forget to smile?

I try to smile in the mirror, but how do I smile when my brain only allows myself to frown.

I cannot force elation; my brain is too engulfed in devastating despair.

I know you get mad when I cannot smile, but I cannot fake it any longer.

I promise I’m not forgetting to smile, it doesn’t come naturally anymore. read more

Not a Trace of You

By Maddie Willigar | Assistant Editor

After Aron Wiesenfeld’s “Greenhouse”

I remember standing here like an angel clothed in baby’s

breath: damp hair blowing in the wind by the greenhouse where

there was nothing left but buds and dew, no remanence but the

faint scent of you passing through like the wind softly

kisses the grass and leaves not a trace of itself behind.

I watched the buds struggle to bloom in their cage and

reach towards dim light. But what more could a mother

do except watch them grow only to know they would read more

Creative Writing at MWCC

By Daniel Dow | Editor in Chief

Greetings MWCC students,

Moving forward, the Mount Observer will feature a creating writing section spotlighting students’ poetry and short stories. In an effort to drive creativity and to interact with our community the paper will also post a writing prompt each month that is selected at random by rolling writing dice. Dice will be rolled to create a prompt for each of the five w’s (who, what, when, where, and why); the author will then need to use each of the rolled themes in their creative piece, which should be around 1000 words. When completed, your pieces can be submitted to mountobserver@mwcc.mass.edu and the journalism team will choose the most relevant, creative, and polished pieces to publish. All members of the college are encouraged to participate in this activity! read more