I dread this day, The day that it all just becomes too much. How much? You may ask Don’t ask, it’s embarrassing. So embarrassing that my own mother would disown me. Who, me? Yes, that is exactly who’s to blame. Complete shame, for putting it off. It’s off the […]
Fiction
Mars Albedo
Dust swirled through the air like tiny insects, floating on the surface of the rays of sunlight that filtered in through the grand, airy windows. Mars watched as dust settled on the page of her open notebook, landing on the thin blue lines and everywhere in between. Her sweater tickled […]
Night Terror
As a general rule, I was afraid. I woke up every night with wide, dry eyes, struggling to discern the imprints my nightmares made in the grainy infinity of green and purple shapes that make up darkness. I wanted confirmation that they were only dreams, but my cruel imagination made […]
Summer
Picture this, It’s a Saturday, in the middle of July. The morning birds lightly sing to welcome the morning sun. The clock reads 9:00 am, you’re well rested and still have so much day left to enjoy. The walk down the stairs seems effortless with no worries corrupting your mind. […]
It’s a Cold War After All Part 4
This game has gone on long enough. I’m tired. An eternity of slumber could not make up for the sleep that six years of pain has lost me. Most of my time is almost used up, however. For a moment, Damien, I thought you had stirred but as I turn […]
It’s a Cold War After All, Part 3
The next chapter that is important to our story is far in the future from the last one. And only weeks ago from where we are now. Its fitting isn’t it, Damien? How far we went before we reached the end, I mean. Dad always said we were survivors. I […]
Part Two: War
After the first mishap we thought you had learned your lesson. For a bit it seemed like you did. At least that’s what Daisy kept saying. But all I saw were the walls you put up and the shell you kept retreating into. “This is no life to live, Damien,” […]
The Dome: Part 2
The Dome: Part 2 Kristina Mehegan For the Clock kcmehegan@plymouth.edu Moy was in a mood. Though they had spent the last six months almost exclusively with each other, she had not gotten any better at reading him. Now, he sat on the tracks by the dying fire, his hands clasped […]
Being a Patriots Fan Here at Plymouth State
Being a Patriots Fan Here at Plymouth State Jordan Cady Features Editor jc1083@plymouth.edu Super Bowl, the day where everyone throws on their favorite jersey, stu s their face with wings and screams at their televisions. Where family and friends all around the Country gather in their living rooms to enjoy […]
I’m With You
I’m With You Jessica Bowman For the Clock jlbowman1@plymouth.edu She turned the polished stone over in her hand, feeling the warmth from how she worked it in her ngers. She stopped for just a second to glance at the rock and her heart smiled. After many battles and trials she and […]