The Cavern
Owen Congdon-MooreFor The Clockoccongdonmoore@plymouth.edu The morning blooms like marigold, but my soul is only an
Owen Congdon-MooreFor The Clockoccongdonmoore@plymouth.edu The morning blooms like marigold, but my soul is only an
Written by: Sarah Schartner, For The Clock seschartner@plymouth.edu People often ask“What’s your favorite color?”I regurgitate
By: Emily Philbrook, For The Clock esphilbrook1@plymouth.edu The cicadas are buzzing as we lie among
Merak AlosaFor ‘The Clock’Merak.alosa@gmail.com The back of the car smelled of vinegar. Cold air, filtering
Brianna BaileyFor ‘The Clock’Bmb1064@plymouth.edu I feel it one day when passing by a wilted flower.
Steven RuggieroFor ‘The Clock’sjruggiero@plymouth.edu Freshman Year Excited to start Not knowing what to expect, How
Michael LocatelliFor ‘The Clock’mlocatelli@plymouth.edu I used to wake up and admire the sun as it
By: Steve Ruggiero, For the Clock sjruggiero@plymouth.edu The Calm Before the Storm The planet we
By: Steven Ruggiero, For the Clock sjruggiero@plymouth.edu Fireworks ignite over the shiny lake water Lighting
By: Steven Ruggiero, For The Clock sjruggiero@plymouth.edu An emotion, however hard they try, Will always