By Connor Nielsen Coffee for me,  Coffee for you,   Without dear Coffee,  Our college careers would be through! 

Anonymous Run while you can  for he hungers for more  he awaits you  At your front door?  Under your floorboards?  His knowledge knows no bounds  He will find you  Even if you skip town  Run while you can  Because everyone fears the IRS man 

Anonymous The lovely glow is what you show  for I know it is pain that stains you.  I know it is troubling times that have changed you.  You are to me what water is to a tree  And I shall sing my love for you from sea to sea.  A tune that will never fail me,  The love that has never changed me.  I will see you soon  My beautiful little moon. 

By WILD THYME Thanks for continually providing me and my loved ones with positive opportunities, experiences, and connections that bring us love, light, happiness, guilt-free monetary abundance, and success in our endeavors endlessly and effortlessly with ease and grace. I am grateful for the blessings that I continually receive. I bring love, light, and happiness to all that I encounter. I am love. I am loved. I am safe. I am powerful. 

By Olivia D Lovrich The big-bellied creature flew high above the sea He flaunted every feature; he swam so carefree. He twirled and dove down; his old rival did the same. Both deserving of the crown, both yearning for the fame. But who would win this impressive show? The entire pod observing, waiting for the blow, Mr. Big Belly fought to flaunt till the end. He won every battle… and gained a new girlfriend.

By Skylar Wright  There is such love in my home. I’ve prayed and heard sermons in your laughter downstairs. In the fear of the loss of this, pray in laughter  At the altar of our time shared, and then to share.

By Harry M Kachline The walls were covered in faded guilt, The curtains a grey shade of doubt, While the corners had collected shards of spent lives, Crusted with shattered dreams. No one goes in there anymore.

By Deb Codding Life’s journey and the path followed is a rhythmical series of comings, goings, decline and regrowth–changing the landscape continuously, much like the ebb and flow of the tides. While it rarely turns out the way we expect, it always turns out the way it should when we pay attention and learn from the lessons encountered along the way.

By Destiny B Key It’s a month full of transitions in many ways. Leaves are still lingering, the fiscal year is just starting, the snow is falling but it’s hesitant to stick. Bears are still out but preparing for a winter hibernation. Halloween is around the corner, where little ghosts, witches, and goblins are going house to house for a treat or two. The outfits you see are some concoction of a cozy sweater, pair of Xtratufs and a matching beanie. It’s a mixture of cold and warm outside, cold but not cold enough. It’s a mystery, one that comes once a year.

By Destiny B Key  The summer before I left for boot camp, I came across a creek that was filled with salmon. When I say “filled,” I mean filled with salmon everywhere. I took off my sweater, put on my Xtratufs, and hopped in. I watched their swimming patterns and waded into the waters until an opportunity came for me to swoop a salmon in my hands. I fell in a couple times, but eventually I got my hands on a salmon. Think about it. How many people get to run through the cold Alaskan creeks and catch salmon with their hands?