Of ice and snow

See the footprints in the snow!

An aimless line in search of a higher learning.

A path of knowledge

1 will follow today

when the daylight brings with it an arrival

of freshness and misted breath.

They stand

omnipresent and overlooking, guiding those that cross

onto the trail of light. Timeless names that breathed

winter's presence thought pure

but only sickenly so. They shall not breath again

It rained today...

in this corner of my world Fog rolled in.

That cleared my mind.

| saw her face-

2.

Study? : it’s haunting oa a but her name escapes me me?

Your promises and devotion Your love- Your lies

false truths

Does she believe them

| don’t think so. What are you doing? I've been violated!

; now A dream, | think. All that remains is Wait. regret...

Isn't that me —Christine

Why am | in a ‘Vette? Life can be so confusing. What's the menu in this place? Marcus Allen Marinovich

Library

We came here

to study but

snow melts on

your curls your

face flushes warmaftercold

| think

we have never kissed.

2. Bound by technique and morality, scars and memory,

for in time the path shall take a different route to nowhere. —-H.K. Douglas

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“Understanding you is difficult, understanding myself, is impossible” —Bobby MacNevin

When Thank You Just Isn’t Enough

What do you say to someone who has helped you So much, and in so many ways.

What can you give back to somebody

Who took the sadness out of your days.

Stores can provide you with cards

Saying “Thank-You” in fancy letters.

But they don't sell cards that say “Thank-you-- you've made me feel better.”

What can you say to the person

Who is everything you want to be.

Who helped you when you were locked in silence By kindly shaking the key.

That person seems to believe in you

She saw courage where once there was fear. How can you explain to her what it meant To simply have her near.

Thinking of her made you smile

When all you could do was cry.

And her memory kept your Hope alive Inspired you to live, not die.

She probably doesn’t see how special she is

Or how she's cleaned the blood off of Past’s knife.

And she'd never guess that she's your hero The first role model of your life.

She convinced you to give LIFE one last chance Even though it’s complicated and tough.

So what do you (I) say to somebody

When “thank-you” just isn't enough.

—Viki Hope Gauchette

Dedicated to Vickie Johnston

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MOT ct:

we sleep in

gateways, doors unopened paths closed to need.

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| want to bruise your lips,

to sow your mouth with salty seed, steal you with a kiss, bless you with strokes. —Glenn Saunders

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Brown glass filled with water and hops Bright cool labels and secure tight tops Symmetrical and proud presented on the With a clink and a smile there will be no

With racing mind and hockey and song

The future looks bright both short term and long With new found confidence and a gleaming eye No limit exists to what he might try

A chill in the air brings reminder of the day to come Bodies pressed tightly and the lingering beat Soft laughter and confident feet

Hacks abound cheap and not particular- But charting shaky course they turn and proceed along pavement cold The chariot awaits and will do as it’s told

Eyes opened to a scene not real

He slumps in the back of a stranger's car His hands to his face he can not feel Confusion reigns she can’t be far

Straining to see he peers through the glass A crowd disperses for an ambulance to pass Wondering is replaced by chilling hard fear An unshackled wrist could wipe off the tear

Two strangers with cold eyes enter but nothing is said One sits and smokes; the other slowly shakes his head —Steve Hunter

_x.press march fifteenth 1994 page 18 |

Deat Jorn’

advice from ' different Dear John and Jane, Hi, I'm a third year business student. | lived in Blanchard my first two years and enjoyed experimenting with hash, meth, weed, blow, glue, gas, shrooms, acid, peyote, and old spice.

Now, | live off campus in a basement duplex and have begun to get into the hard drugs. My roommate has grown a goatee andis selling. | have anew girlfriend and we love to get zooed and screw for hours. My question is: should | get help? | love my new lifestyle, but my grades are failing and | punched my mother in the stomach last week. The guys that live upstairs from-me will tease me if | stop getting wasted with them, and my girlfriend gets so horny when she’s shooting up. What should! do? F.B.

a slight ly Perspective

Dear F.B.,

It sounds like things are out of control. Do you really care what your “friends” think upstairs? Try being with your girlfriend without the drugs, and chances are things will be much better “au naturale”. Head into Student Services, and they can help you get things straightened out. Also, please apologize to your mom.

John and Jane

Dear John,

| have a problem. You see, | hate your column. You are a freak and should concentrate on educating yourself rather than others. Your answers are low life wastes of space. | get more joy reading the church bulletin. So give it a rest, would you? Signed, Get a life

Dear Complainer, Fine. So why are you wasting your time writing me, when you could be reading the church bulletin?

John

Dear John and Jane: | live in an apartment by myself. My boyfriend wants to move in, rent-free. | don't think it’s a good idea. How can | tell him without hurting his feelings? Concerned

Dear Concerned, Do you not want him to move in at all, or is it just the rent-free part you don’t like? Tell him if he moves in he has to pay his share. If you don't want him to move in at all, tell him that. Be honest. Or at least lie plausibly and tell him your parents wouldn't allow it.

John and Jane