Zoom has now become like an irresistible voice that whispers to us in the morning, beckons us to draw near to our computers, and lulls us to a passive rest as we fixate our eyes on the screen.
A few of our Gators are expressing their creativity— a literary escape from the mind-numbing digital routine we have become acquainted to— in this post. Please enjoy!
Unmuted, a haiku by Mr. Schultz:
you are unmuted.
a sparrow sings in your yard.
children thump upstairs.
History, a cinquain by Armin Hamrah ’23:
evolving, changing, inconsistent
the present’s now history
More to come once we start again next week! Have a restful weekend everyone and don’t forget to take a few seconds to submit to the Drop!