Whit Barnett

POISON. Colorful puns and rhymes act as friendly reminders not to destroy your lungs. The school bell slices through the busy silence of 3rd period. Clusters of students file out anxiously, hoping to make it to their next class before the next bell. Some are headed for the library, a few fall behind after adding yet another grotesquely thick book to their backpacks, others plan to talk with friends in the hallway. But a smaller group is headed to the bathroom. Once inside, they huddle...

You step onto the creaking wooden platform. Below you shines the aquamarine dazzle of water. One can’t enter a boat gracefully–it’s physically impossible. Instead, you dangle one foot into the vessel while keeping the other firmly planted on the ledge of the dock. If you can get it without capsizing the boat or falling in yourself, then you may just be a cut out for this. On Vashon, Quartermaster Harbor is the place to go sailing. Vashon and Maury Islands envelop Quartermaster Harbor’s water...