Volume 42 of Collab is selling out! We are down to our final seven copies of the magazine, which features the best artwork, poetry, and short stories created and selected by BHS students. The magazine costs $10, and we only run one printing per volume, so once they’re gone, they’re gone. For samples of some of the pieces featured in Volume 42, click on the Highlights tab above.
To purchase a copy, see Mr. Lally, see one of our Head Editors* or pick one up at True North Coffee. Thanks for your support!
2014-15 Head Editors: Neil Ford (Class of ’17), Jill Sullivan (’17), Havanah Becker (’16), or Kavya Sebastian (’16)
The 2014-15 Collab Art Contest is now accepting submissions. We accept any medium, and students may submit as many pieces as they wish. To submit, send a digital copy of your work to email@example.com or bring your artwork to Mr. Lally. The contest will remain open until December 23, the day before winter vacation.
The top entry will win a gift card to Orange Leaf, and will also be the cover artwork for volume 43. The best remaining pieces from a junior and a sophomore will be the cover artwork for next year’s British Literature and American Literature textbooks, respectively.
Please see Mr. Lally or your art teacher with any questions. Good luck!
She’s mad at me.
I don’t know why. I don’t even remember how. It’s just one of those fights, you know? Where you fight over something so stupid and small but your pride and ego gets in the way and suddenly it’s tug-of-war with your feelings until one of you breaks and apologizes? Yeah, I’d say that’s what’s happening. Love is complicated, I guess.
Marissa sits as far as she can from me on the couch. Her face is solemn and she is watching the television—I don’t know what she’s staring so intently at, it’s on a damn commercial. She hasn’t spoke to me since forever.
“Hey,” I say, looking at her. She barely looks at me. “Hey, I’m sorry, okay? I love you. I don’t even know what we were fighting about.”
I must’ve said the wrong thing because she doesn’t even nod or give me any sign that she isn’t mad anymore. No “it’s okay, babe!” or “I’m sorry too, Leon”. I sigh. I’m getting tired of this. I wish back in college I just went out like my friends and got unattached to girls and just partied, but no, I had to decide to go get coffee and do my term paper that specific day. I had to sit by the window and have this cute girl reading her thick book sitting a table away. I just had to fall in love with her, didn’t I?
“Okay, I get it. You’re mad. I’m sorry that you’re mad and I’m an idiot. Please let me off now,” I try again. She barely blinks. And suddenly she stands and shuts off the television, eyes starting to water and all, and she goes off into our bedroom. Okay, let me correct that. Her bedroom since I can’t find my clothes or things anywhere in there anymore. She’s officially kicked me out of there.
Girls are so damn complicated. They want you to say you’re an idiot and when you do, they just ignore you. But it’s okay. We’ve had worse fights.
I sleep on the couch that night.
Surprisingly the next day, I have no back pains, which is pretty surprising because I always do on the couch. Marissa continues to ignore me. She walks by me and acts like I’m not even there. I know I should do something—buy her flowers, get her chocolate—but I’m angry now too.
At night, I hear her crying in bed. It’s loud and I know she’s doing it on purpose. I feel bad. I really do. But, I don’t want to go in there and have her yell at me for coming in and then get more mad at me. I don’t know what to do anymore. We keep going in circles.
On Sunday, the home phone rings and before I can get it, Marissa jogs over to it—completely ignoring me, by the way—and picks it up. “Hello?” she says. “Hey, Kelly.”
She sounds sad and depressed even if her best friend is calling. I know she’s trying to make me feel bad. She wants me to know it’s my doing that is making her so unhappy. She wants me to get on my knees and beg my life for her to forgive me. Well, not happening. I always apologize. It’s always me. She gets to be angry and throw objects at me but I can’t be angry at her?
Kelly and Marissa talk for a while and eventually I stop listening. I do hear bits and pieces like how Kelly will be over tomorrow with food and rented movies to cheer Marissa up. They’re ganging up on me, I swear.
The judging of the 2014 Short Story Contest has wrapped, and we wish to announce the top three winners:
In third place, winning a $5 gift card to Dunkin’ Donuts, is Lorraine Kanyike for her story, Georgie Has Fallen.
Our runner up this year, earning a $10 iTunes gift card, is Anjali Seereeram for Youth.
And our contest winner this year is sophomore Yaju Tuladhar, whose Clueless stood out as the best short story that we received. For her story, Yaju wins a t-shirt of her choosing from Out of Print Clothing!
Congratulations to our three winners! We look forward to showcasing their work in this year’s magazine! And thank you to all of you who entered!
Collab wishes to announce the opening of two new writing contests:
Poetry Contest: Create a poem (any length, any style), that is in some way a response to a song. Your submission can be a poem that borrows a title or some of its lyrics from a song, or it can literally be a written response to lyrical content or to the performer.
Fiction Contest: Write a monologue or a short play
The deadline for both contests is DECEMBER 1 – Good luck!
Famous BHS alumna Amy Poehler just published her first full-length book, Yes, Please, which came out this week. The editing staff at Collab would like to congratulate Ms. Poehler on returning to publishing her written work after a lengthy absence.
The Collab editing staff has a long history of recognizing literary talent, and here is proof – Ms. Poehler’s short story Fatal Visit was selected for Volume 14 of Collab back when Ms. Poehler was in the 8th grade at Marshall Simonds. And now, she’s the author of a non-fiction title that is sure to reach the top of the NYTimes bestsellers list. Collab: Where Dreams Begin.
As a show of good will, Collab wishes to relinquish first publishing rights of Fatal Visit, and if Ms. Poehler should choose to include it in a future collection, we entirely encourage it. We wish Ms. Poehler all the best in her future written endeavors.
by Julia Rabazzi
Alone is not always lonely, and
lonely is not always alone
Never have I felt more lonely than when standing in a crowd of people
to drown myself
in an imaginary world
or playing my favorite game–
pretending maybe somebody will notice me here
pretending I could gather up the courage to talk to a person besides my friend
pretending maybe I could lose all self-consciousness and just dance like nobody else is there
But I am not that person–
The person I wish I could be,
I hope I could one day be.
Instead I will stand in the corner
too scared to put myself out there,
too scared of what others will think of me
too scared of change.
Instead I will stand all alone surrounded by people
Where I am at my loneliest.
Collab is excited to announce the winners of its 2014 Poetry Writing Contest. We had nearly seventy entries, which is by far the biggest turnout we’ve ever had for any of our writing contests. The voting was very tight; I don’t know if we’ve ever had a more tightly contested competition. Especially strong entries also came in from Lindsay Conley, Shannon Carey, Samantha Marchese, Michaela LaPrise and Allison Rittweger. But this year’s winners are…
In third place, with her poem, “Fairy Tale” is senior Rachel Czerwinski.
This year’s runner up is sophomore Crystal Curran for “The Best of Times”
And our contest winner, earning her a $25 gift card to True North cafe is “Lonely” by junior Julia Rabazzi
Congratulations Julia, Crystal, and Rachel, and thank you to all who entered! Stay tuned for Julia’s poem on this website!
Just a reminder: Friday the 24th is the final day to submit short stories to the Collab short story contest. The top entry will win a free t-shirt from Out of Print Clothing. Good luck!
Also, we’ve updated the link in our header where you can purchase a copy of our award-winning 2014 magazine for $10. Our supplies are limited. Shipping is free. If you are at BHS and wish to purchase a copy, please see Mr. Lally, or any of our head editors (Neil Ford, Class of ’17, Jillian Sullivan, ’17, Havanah Becker – ’16, or Kavya Sebastian, ’16). We also have copies available at True North Coffee in Burlington.
Because of the overwhelming number of submissions that we have received to date (we’re closing in on 100 submissions in the first month and a half – last year we had 155 submissions all year), we have had to add to our head editing staff. While Neil Ford will remain as our head fiction editor, we are pleased to announce that Havanah Becker and Kavya Sebastian will be serving as this year’s Head Editors for Poetry. Congratulations Havanah and Kavya!