A Notre Dame exclusive spotlight to showcase new and upcoming writers.
Poetry
“Who Are You?”
by Guineesha Bosquet
Featured in HeartLines Issue 7
Here before life and long after death
Time is so fragile, yet never broken
Kept in its own overbearing shadow
The clock strikes one, and a new day has begun
“A Flying Star”
by Sophia O’Brien
Featured in HeartLines Issue 7
I wish I was a star, but I instead have a lot of scars.
Scars of failures, and sadness that sinks deep into everywhere.
As I lay on the ground, I cried.
I look up at the stars, and I dream of joy.
Not the joy of shining bright to everyone.
“Spots All Over Me”
by Sophia O’Brien
Featured in HeartLines Issue 7
Spots are my flaws that keep on spreading.
Everything I do wrong I get what I deserve, and I get hurt.
I try not to complain, and leave it alone, but I can’t stop the spots from coming.
They keep on coming, and spreading.
It’s like the flu, it makes me feel like a fool.
The flu feels like it keeps on rising, and never goes down.
Just keep on rising, and feel like I’m dying.
“Miss You”
by Sophia O’Brien
Featured in HeartLines Issue 7
I miss you.
I see you in the clouds.
I see you in the air.
You’re like a test that I wish I could pass.
Did I?
I don’t know?
I’m slow, but I don’t want to lose you.
“There Comes A Passing”
by Gemma Rowe
Featured in HeartLines Issue 7
That is what was said to him
In one of his earliest memories.
Those early memories that feel fuzzy,
That are immensely far away.
That roll around in the corners of your mind as colorful marbles.
Spinning and clunking in the background
Until an unexpected gust draws them closer.
“Seasons”
by Emma McLarin
A crow watches from the blackened oak
while pale blossoms drift like ashes.
The air is warm with new life,
yet carries the faint scent of endings-
sweet, heavy, inevitable.
Fiction
“The Honest Letter”
by Ciara Lieby
Featured in HeartLines Issue 7
The letter wasn’t supposed to exist.
Leo had written it at 2:17 a.m., hunched over his desk with nothing but a dim lamp. All he could hear was the steady thump of his own heartbeat filling the silence. It wasn’t for a grade, or a contest, or even meant to be read. It was just… everything he hadn’t said.
“Heart to [heart]”
by Konnor Braden
Featured in HeartLines Issue 7
Night falls upon the sparse settlement like a solemn fog. Darkness seeps down
from the sky, pooling in corners and cracks. Fraus stares up at the blotted out stars,
lying on the roof of her …house? It’s more of a hovel than anything, but better than the
cold, wet brush around her. She feels most comfortable without a ceiling, the sky
hanging as always above her.
