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Editor-In-Chief
Sarah Crispell
Editorial Board
Nicole Boliver
Joseph Lehmann
Troy Nikander
Jessica Wolfe
Nevermore 1
Editors Letter
Nevermore 3
Table of Contents
Cover Art
Tala Wilson 17
Mast Head
Jayce Ringwald
Poetry
7 I Like to Write about the Stars
8 The Cabin
13 Night Is No Place for Me
14 They Tell you To Be Yourself
15 Locked In
16 Remember Caesar, Thou Art Mortal
17 To a True Friend
18 A Chaucerian Self-Portrait
20 The Retrospection
21 Waves in Our Souls
22 Fighhting for Love
23 Here, Now
24 Moonlight
25 My Treasure Chest
9 Creative Non-Fiction
True Paradise
12 Picture
Cameron Day
27 Submission Guidelines
28 Contributor Biographies
Nevermore 5
I Like to Write About the Stars
Jessica Marcure 18
Marcure 7
The Cabin
Jayce Ringwald 18
8 Ringwald
True Paradise
Macklin Lang 18
Lang 9
all my stress and anticipation for this melted away. I felt so free.
Our instructor swam ahead of us, we followed and he
guided us past mountains and valleys of coral, vibrant fished
filled sections, dull gray barren sections and a vast desert of sand
swarmed with docile stingrays. The place hummed with the sound
of boat engines from miles away and of waves crashing on top of
the distant beach. The canned air tasted dry and metallic. I was
thirsty but it didnt bother me. I had found true paradise.
Our instructor pushed on further. He approached a darker
section of the underwater world. There was a sharp drop off and
when I peeked over the edge; it seemed to go on for miles. The
sunlight couldnt penetrate the water down there, it was dark and
cold. Looking into I felt unsettled and chills crept up my spine. I
didnt like it and I hoped we wouldnt be going down there. The
abyss reminded me of my future. It hadnt been written yet. Noth-
ing had been planned but everybody expected me to have some
general idea of what I wanted to do. I didnt have an answer for
that. That scared me. How could I not know what I wanted to be
when I was older? How could I not know what I was good at? How
could I not know what I loved?
He turned quickly and pointed at a beautiful turtle gliding
through the water in front of us. He decided to chase it and we
followed. I was glad to be leaving the creepy abyss behind me. The
turtle disappeared and we were around where we had started the
dive.
I rolled onto my back and looked up at the surface, it
glistened and my bubbles floated all the way to the top slowly
and peacefully. A school of fish drifted by, swimming in unison. I
wanted to stay like this forever but my hour was up and it was time
to surface.
I pushed my head above the water and the smell of
coconuts and sunscreen bombarded me. The sun glinted off the
water and blinded me. I pulled the mask off my head felt the water
refresh my face. Swimming back to the beach I felt a calling back
to the ocean. I couldnt wait to get back there. Underwater
10 Nevermore
everything was graceful and clean. There is no mess and all things
were in harmony. My underwater life, though it had just begun,
was so much more enjoyable than my above water life. Up there I
felt lost. Everybody always trying to guide me and mold me into
what they thought I should be. No one wanted my opinion on who
I should be, no one cared. Underwater I could forget my problems
for an hour. Underwater I didnt have to constantly appease
someone. No one could bother me. All my troubles were forgotten
and I knew I had found something I truly loved. I knew I would be
back.
Nevermore 11
Untitled
Cameron Day 19
12 Day
Night Is No Place For Me
Nicole Boliver 17
Boliver 13
Be Yourself
Nicole Boliver 17
14 Boliver
Locked In
Katie Purves 20
Purves 15
Remember Caesar, Thou Art Mortal
Jessica Marcure 18
16 Marcure
To a True Friend
Joseph Lehmann 18
(When telling a good friend you are not looking for a relationship
because of a difficult time)
Lehmann 17
A Chaucerian Self Portrait
Troy Nikander 18
18 Nikander
Teach is equally fruitful, I think, though few
Undertake the task; it nourishes each
Soul, strengthens the mind, and when you will teach
The heart swells with joy. It was these thoughts that
Whisked through his mind in the shelves, on the flat
Library ground, out onto the earth, left with one
Goal: to cherish life until it is done.
Nevermore 19
The Retrospection
Elora Philbrick 18
20 Philbrick
Waves in Our Souls
Katie Davert 19
Davert 21
Fighting For Love
Katie Davert 19
22 Davert
Here, Now
Elora Philbrick 18
Philbrick 23
Moonlight
Troy Nikander 18
24 Nikander
My Treasure Chest
Ashlyn Sperry 20
Sperry 25
26 Nevermore
Submission Guidelines
Nevermore 27
Contributor Biographies
Nevermore 29
Nevermore is a student-run literary journal produced
every semester. It showcases Franklin Pierce University
students and professors poems, short stories, and
photography, along with the occasional drawing. A new
editor is selected every semester. This editor chooses
their editorial boards, determines the theme of the issue,
sets deadline dates for submissions, creates the final
journal, and brings it to press.
Contributors
Nicole Boliver Katie Davert Cameron Day
Macklin Lang Joseph Lehmann Jessica Marcure
Troy Nikander Elora Philbrick Katie Purves
Jayce Ringwald Ashlyn Sperry Tala Wilson