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The student news site of Birmingham Community Charter High School

The student news site of Birmingham Community Charter High School

The Patriot Post

The student news site of Birmingham Community Charter High School

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Life in Abstract II

Life in Abstract II

March 3, 2015

Artwork done by Maariyah Ford

Life in Abstract I

Life in Abstract I

March 3, 2015

Artwork done by Arts & Entertainment editor

Uncertainty-Sonnet I

Uncertainty-Sonnet I

Brandon Young, Creative Arts Editor March 2, 2015

My life without her here is dull and gray No one to hug, no escape from this pain If love be so, why then my heart is prey? For this is it? My love to be in vain?   I have seen darkness...

Ms. Ben-Chetrit Interview

Ms. Ben-Chetrit Interview

Steven Tong, Staff Reporter March 2, 2015

Ms. Ben-Chetrit is an art teacher at Birmingham Community Charter High School. In her class, she teaches her students the principles of art: line, color, value, form, shape and pattern. These principles...

My Hearts Erosion

My Heart’s Erosion

Sadie Winterer, Editor in Chief March 2, 2015

Dry, encumbered, breathless, and vague. I'm numb to the heat, Breathing deeply.   Eyes drift forward closed and somber, Whipped by the air. Noses stifled, wet, lacking.   The...

Shy Encounters

Shy Encounters

Brandon Young, Creative Arts Editor February 25, 2015

     Many people ask me what it is I like in girls. My answer is always the same. And, they look at me with this puzzled, stupefied look on their faces and expect another word to escape my lips as if...

Quiet Awakening

Quiet Awakening

Brandon Young, Creative Arts Editor February 10, 2015

"Seven years ago:      I spotted her from afar, hanging out with her friends like she normally did during our lunch break. Gosh she was beautiful. She had the most addictive brown eyes you could...

The Storm is Coming

The Storm is Coming

Brandon Young, Creative Arts Editor February 7, 2015

"...The thunder crackled in the distance, carving its way through the damp air. The tidal wave swallowed up the beachfront in front of us, taking out everything in its path. Amber jumped into me, and...

From Morning to Mourning

From Morning to Mourning

Sadie Winterer February 6, 2015

It was a cool morning, like any morning. All the early birds had left our branches. Sycamore, my neighbor, was especially lush at this time. Ever since I was a sprout, I've always admired Sycamore's thick...

One and Only

One and Only

Brandon Young, Creative Arts Editor December 12, 2014

You're the one I cannot live without This is certain--without a doubt You always seem to put a smile on my face With every sight of your subtle grace You may think you're weird, quirky, and strange But...

A Vivid Dream That Crept

A Vivid Dream That Crept

Eduardo Romero, Student Writer October 27, 2014

It devours that which is now and slowly dies as it passes You never experience that which is, but acknowledge it until it is that which once was That which comes but isn't seen until it is gone   The...

Gale Force 9

Ellyanne Navas, Student Writer October 27, 2014

Tight coils in your shoulders will always reveal your wings.     Soft hair, pink lips, furrowed brow Many forget, that Lucifer was once the angel of beauty The east wind blew and you reveled...

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