1974 School Magazine

ROCK MASS (parts 3 and 4)

Janet Mouradia'n

Stone grey eyes, but I have never seen such intensity ol gaze, experession is almost three- dimensional on your face. Not love but hypnotic association. For a moment I have a crazy impulse

to kiss his face but I restrain it

and turn to the altar but laugh no longer. The boy was tall, faded Levis, Iumberiacket and a piece ol silver on his neck but more, precious silver in his eyes. 4. There was a gold moon in the north sky and the glassy black windows, a white cat and a friend

7-HE I'EAITS'JOURNEY They .starlecl in a .small hole Clo.re tc.t the expressic.tn lilled verlical moundl;. T hey cume with u rush, Spilling ctver the eclge And c'ctsc'atting tlown an ulmost sheer tlrop; They were lhen caught up In an erotled bed, A hill on one sicle uncl u c'liff ctn the olher: Their pace .slowetl Almctst to a halt Antl thet' dxtpped inlo ttnrelurnable depths. Gale Tyson 2C

I hadn't seen lor years. Walking home the air was cold, but still we lingered there, so many af us on that crazy road. I laughed loud but was thinking somewhere else. The street was dancing in my eyes and on my mind. And there was a face in the shadows with stone grey eyes that was hope and realization at that time. Now, irrelevantly, all I recall is that golden last quarter, the long walk back, and the chaling gymboots on my heels.

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