This week we have for you a conglomeration of creative pieces. Who needs news anyways? But look to the right for one surprise announcement (1). Here comes a fizzlin’ short prose piece (2), and Guananí gives us the rundown on cherry blossom tradition and lore (3). Enjoy our watercolorist Suki’s newest image (4), followed by a trippy short story by Claire (5). First-time contributor Kelsey offers up a humble fridge poem (6), and Ema’s cartoon transports us to the Jurassic-Trump Era (7). Shana makes our mouths water with another sweet treat recipe (8), yum! Miss Lonely Hearts brings up the rear with thoughtful advice to A Worried Partner (10). Everyone here at The Grail sends good vibes to our hardworking seniors with their first drafts this week.
Anton, Claire, and Guananí
News & Features
Perhaps you’ve heard the story about the Eliot Circle cherry blossoms. Maybe you’ve been told that they came from a thesis project involving grafting the flowering branches from one species onto the trunks of another species, creating the spectacular burst of light pink blossoms that showers down upon us in the springtime every year. Unfortunately, the origin of the beloved Eliot Circle trees and the spectacle they produce is not so grandiose. There is no record of such a thesis in the library’s database, and the grounds worker who has been at Reed longest, Ed McFarlane, remembers planting the trees but has no recollection of student involvement.
Fiction & Poetry
The table suddenly slips, warping into a muddy bend. Flecks in the linoleum melt, a grey river swallowing my coffee mug like quicksand. I reach for a knife and the metal seems wet but I can’t imagine how that happened. Suddenly everything feels wet and rain falling against the window starts to seep through the glass, puddles dripping onto our plastic booth.
Tonight we’re fighting so I squeeze out every drop from every bottle of soap while I shower. Bright pinks and blues run together in a river between my feet. Glue at the drain. Bubbles lick my heels in frothy swells.
Miss Lonely Hearts
Dear Miss Lonely Hearts,
My significant other has been having a really hard time lately. They’ve been depressed for a few months now and I\ think this is the first time they’ve ever dealt with depression. I’m not sure I’ve been much help. I can offer support, but I’m obviously not a professional. They don’t really want to see a professional though, and I understand that’s their choice, but as their SO I’m worried about them. How can I broach the topic of them seeking professional support?
A Worried Partner