December Issue

I am the moon and you are the sun. I always follow, yet I never stay. I leave, yet I always wait. I linger in your shadow, desiring a pause of your gaze, but you see others before me. Every day is a sorrow, scars reflecting my pain, the lights fading away. My size increasingly decreasing in your heart’s expanding, how could I stop? Is it bad to want love, dear? With time, will you forget me? I wish not to exist, cease this unbearable pain. I am lost in delusions, visions of you and me. You never let others…

On the 22nd and 24th of October, Daylight, a female-led nonprofit, organized CollaborArt, an art sale fundraiser to support Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Held at CEGEP Champlain St. Lawrence, the event drew large crowds and made a significant impact on the community by combining creativity with education on breast cancer. Daylight, founded by a passionate student, strives to empower women through various initiatives. CollaborArt brought together key campus partners, including the Health & Wellness Club, LGBTQ+ Club, and Arts & Crafts Club. Volunteers donned pink—the symbolic colour of breast cancer awareness—and the event was also funded by the St. Lawrence…

In Africa’s cradle, beneath endless skies,Lucy rose where the first light lies.Her ancient bones, a timeless key,Unlock the roots of you and me. . From Africa’s heart, our journey began,Dreams carried by woman and man.Through mountains crossed and oceans wide,We lit the spark, side by side. . Though borders rose and hate divides,Our shared beginnings never hide.The same first breath, the same first star,No walls too high, no place too far. . Alone, we go faster; together, we thrive.In unity’s warmth, humanity’s alive.Let love and peace guide what we do,For we are many—and yet, we are one, too. Links: Lucy’s…

Trigger warning: Dark topic Continuation of Midnight Walk His patience was held by a thread because this morning, he woke up to a cold, empty bed. It had been cold for some time. He usually woke up before her, to go work outside, while this morning she might as well not have slept at all. All of this is because of a little fight the night before. It had been the sun that awoke him—meaning she had not awakened him in time and he would have to do many chores way faster than usual. She hadn’t been there for hours.…