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  • September 18The Indy talent show will be Sept 21st at 7pm in the IPAC

  • September 11School pictures are Thursday, Sept. 21st

  • September 11The college fair will be held September 20th at the Cool Springs Galleria Mall

  • September 8Yearbooks will be for sale for 85$ until the end of September.

  • September 8IndyNow sends love to all those affected by the hurricanes!

Breathless

Jared Frazier, Contributor

September 18, 2017

Filed under IndyInk, Poems

A thud against the unforgiving earth howling Winds rushes forth from already punctured lungs and thus begins rebirth. As the twisting forest of ashen metal mockingly salutes the tumble from on high their thin gray branches howl back -- politely matching the shrill pitch of the ringing Winds. Winds continues in this way -- reverberating against the ugly trunks. Until an ashen fog rolls slothfully in ...

Ambition

Audrey Thresher, Contributor

April 21, 2017

Filed under IndyInk, Poems

Stopping, stopping, stopping We fear the mere thought of stopping   Walking, walking, walking We spend such little time walking   Running, running, running We wish we could always be running   Climbing, climbing, climbing, We think we can never stop climbing   Falling, falling, falling We can never let anyone see us falling

Growing Up

Taylor Burke, Contributor

April 12, 2017

Filed under IndyInk, Poems

Times are changing Everyone wants to rush But one day it'll all be over No looking back But we couldn't wait for this day To walk across that stage And get the piece of paper that changes it all We just couldn't wait to be done But now it's all over and we'll miss all the fun It's time for new memories New friends and experiences But we'll never forget the days we spent Just being yo...

Indy Nation

Taylor Burke, Contributor

April 12, 2017

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The section is roaring The players are coming parents are nervous But the team is ready Another Friday night Another season Another game But each one is different Game after game Win after win teammates become brothers the whole school is behind them whether is burning up or freezing cold The section will be there                          Indy Nation forever &nb...

Stream of Consciousness

Peri McCoy, Contributor

April 12, 2017

Filed under IndyInk, Poems

Flowing through my mind like a river Thoughts swimming in my head Like the salmon that follow the currents It all goes down stream. No new thoughts to make a splash, It's all just basic intellect. School, schedules, social life. Things that truly matter not. I walk the halls empty minded Waiting to be suddenly confounded By something so new and complex; I'm looking at faces to be inspired; Each...

Fighting Words

Amelia Scott, Staff Writer

April 4, 2017

Filed under IndyInk, Poems

No, be nice. Turn down the volume. But the mistakes. No, don’t think. She can’t help but think. That doesn’t mean we should. How do we turn it off? You can’t. You know this as well as I do. I thought we were better. We were Then… What happened? Life, us. Us? What did we do? You don’t know? No, I don’t. I want to help. You can’t. But we’re all there is! She has to But we’re her. There’s no her or us...

A love poem

Rebecca Campbell, Contributor

February 9, 2017

Filed under IndyInk, Poems

Men The tough guys The risk takers The pursuers And Women The soft femininity The enthusiastic helpers The pursued But Should not each person Receive respect? Receive love? Feel wanted? Be tough? Strength should come Not from finding a partner But from finding inner balance And The only true love story Is the one in which You realize Men and women Aren't so different After all...

and another day

Joshua Werhane, Staff Writer

February 9, 2017

Filed under IndyInk, Poems

and another day and sunlight pours into the room painting every nook crook and cranny pale gold and the robins resting in elm trees whistle always the same dulcet song into the wold   and another day and sunlight slips quietly between the blinds skewering nebulas of dust on its spears and the robins hidden by elm trees drone on and on until the fabric of their concord tears   an...

The Process of Writing

Amelia Scott, Staff Writer

February 2, 2017

Filed under IndyInk, Poems

Forcing words, that is something simply, impossible. The words must flow on their own the pressure of a guiding hand will only muddle it in the end. Learn to let them free, they'll sing and dance in beautiful ways creating a unique song. The product is never what it was meant to be, and the reader will take care of the rest. So sit back, let them listen to your words sing

Changin’ the Day

John Marlar, Contribuitor

December 13, 2016

Filed under IndyInk, Poems

Yeah, I be fightin’ for the boys in blue But I still fight for everyone of you You see discrimination is just another excuse for my nation to keep on hatin’ Say it. You love one another Well prove it to me You appreciate another That's hard to see It doesn't matter if you're black,white or blue Love one another We're the red,white and blue You belong in this world Give me your hand I...

Growing Older

Emma Chennault, Contributor

December 13, 2016

Filed under IndyInk, Poems

Learning to crawl, learning to walk, Learning to drive, and learning to talk. Growing older is a thing we all do, Taking it in stride is all we can do. Saying goodbye, saying hello. We all must eventually come and go. ...

Love

Claire O'Sullivan, Contribuitor

December 13, 2016

Filed under IndyInk, Poems

For pain, Shred up all of the love letters you've ever gotten, And take them Like pills. Share them if you will, But they won't work as well for another Because they are your love notes, Not theirs. For a rainy day, Shoot your pills into the sky. The clouds will absorb them And soon the rain will stop. For dead grass, Sprinkle the love notes like seeds, So the love notes will grow...

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