Sitting on the edge of a bar Wondering how long it will hold I look down at the city from above The emptiness makes me cold I think of the memories The good and the bad I think of my life with you Of...

The tick of time It can be a friend But for some It is the bitter end The clock never stops Not even for death It will always tick Until your last breath The sound is soothing for...

The FCHS Literary Club, which is celebrating its 19th year, published its 2022 Undefined magazine on May 13. The magazine showcases the artwork, poetry, and prose of students at the high school. The 2021...

Waves, pushing and pulling          Sand, shells, and creatures                             Back and forth                                     Back...

Why did this have to happen to me? I’m already stressed enough and now I have a child in a box. I put my hand over my head and let out a long sigh. I look over at the sleeping child. She appears to be...

Love is a box of chocolates Giving away one piece to anyone The surface being oh so delicious A perfect snack to feast on Love is not just one layer Mounds of gush and a variety of flavors All hide...

Poetry is like a splash of art. The words jump off the page. Turn into something beautiful. Words run off the page into a fountain of colors. The paint folds into different words. The words are addicting,...

It was raining that day, and we were all dressed in a gothic manner, huddled around a gravestone. This gravestone however, wasn’t just any gravestone. It was my little brother Alex’s gravestone. My...

Can you not crack...the act? Can you not see...the real me? I smile...to hide the denial. I have peers always around me...to stop the neverending tears. It's getting hard to pretend...that these thoughts...

As I sit here in this old wooden pew I find myself remembering all the special memories that God gave me in this church. A little girl full of love and joy found a shelter of safety and abounding love...