Annie Putzke

Emily McElrath – your real name, pda couples

D. Cheeks – morning xc practice

Callie Evans – pepper spray 

Milind Rugnath – APUSH, shoes, scripts, OKIBATIS, “bienvenue au crab shack”, middle school french

Liam Fickling – limp wrists, tea, hamboning, 

Dylan Driver – the tree that almost hit your head, barbie movies, singing duets, flag man, boofing

Sophie Oedele – addison, dave’s wrath, canned soup, fantasy books, wallace and gromit, cursive, gingerbread houses, ice lakes, new years, pancakes, waitressing, root beer, 

James Burrell – the eighth grade slow dance

Kate Hatcher – Biscuit the Seal, Pirates of the Caribbean, Little Kate, driving in hurricanes

Fiona Leary – dairy queen, Monsieur David, velcro shoes, 

Connor Hurt – talking ben, Steve

Steve – adam driver, young keanu

Brandon Firlottle – the prolife pen, sponges, beef, emos, Amin squared, stare offs in the pit, caffeine, Liam Fickling, two in one shampoo, the great cough of ‘21

Piper – the creamery

Rachel Putzke – wyborne, moldy cheese, Chip, 40th anniversary cake, cutting the lawn with scissors, veggie burgers, cringe cup

John Putzke – taylor swift

Edie Sharpton – broccoli florets, the indian mounds, the jacob club

Ryan Bray – “Hello Annie”, viral penetration, five proms

Mason Speigel – facebook, boom beach, lord farquad, flipper feet, yeezys

 

  • Introduction

  • Scribbles

  • Oxygen

  • I Wanted to Tell a Funny Chemistry Joke, but All the Good Ones are Gone

  • I climbed the steps and there he stood

  • Ode to Indium/I climbed the steps and there He stood

  • All Hallows’ Eve/The Old Farmhouse

  • I’m Just a Phony

  • Halloween/I’m Just a Phony

  • The empty Slate we know and love

  • Iridium

  • I have always enjoyed the night

  • Heart Decay

  • The White Path

  • The Black Path

  • Short Story

  • High Dive

  • Cake

  • A Bouquet Of Flowers

  • A Soulmate for Sodium

  • Red Wine Never Comes Out

  • I realized I wasn’t the only one     

  • Up, Up, Up, and Away

  • Vermilion

  • A Man and His Dog

  • What a Scary Thing to Say

  • The Haircut

  • Loose Ends

  • The Garden Fairy

  • Lucky Number 13

  • Three Hearts, One Holder

  • Government Distributed Life

  • It’s Up to You

  • Lithium

  • Untitled

  • Fluorescent Adolescent

  • 800

  • Scribbles Staff

High Dive

The surface so far, I wonder how long it’ll take to fall.

I look over, a sickening sensation, vertigo.

Onlookers shouldn’t care, yet they are drawn to my downfall.

The board wobbles as I step to the front, a spitball

For rethinking the choice, warning me of the deep indigo. 

The surface so far, I wonder how long it’ll take to fall.

 

My final leap, my swan song for all.

Keep your judgements to yourself, let me go.

Onlookers shouldn’t care, yet they are drawn to my downfall.

You know I’m afraid of heights, yet you’re enthralled 

At my suffering, even though we last spoke eons ago. 

The surface so far, I wonder how long it’ll take to fall.

 

The wind brings smells of lavender and honeysuckle, the gall, 

Yet it soothes, ebbing away at my steadfast ego.

Onlookers shouldn’t care, yet they are drawn to my downfall.

 

A high dive, no more time left to stall.

The water shifts below, waiting for its precious cargo. 

Onlookers shouldn’t care, yet they are drawn to my downfall.

The surface so far, I wonder how long it’ll take to fall.

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