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Page 1 By Any Other Name Volume 21, Issue 2 Spring 2021 Hana, Grace Garvey Pg. 9 Artist spotlights are generally given to senior artists Happy Birthday, Grace Garvey Pg. 9 with large portfolios and are typically enrolled in an advanced level of art class. While these criteria are typically Spring Time, Grace Garvey Pg. 10 followed, exceptions can be made. Any student with a wide array of work may be considered to be the subject of an artist Fly, Emma Watson Pg. 10 spotlight. Inverted Butterfly, Pg. 11 Alex Sinelli Pg. 5 Arden Spehar Arden Spehar Pg. 11 Lana Del Rey Portrait, Pg. 11 Spotlights Arden Spehar Something Borrowed, Maddy Pg. 2 Smile More, Arden Spehar Pg. 12 Russell Tea Party, Sherise Lyou Pg. 13 Elegy for an Orange, Daniel Liu Pg. 3 Dry Lake, Zia Patel Pg. 13 The Mind You Own, Daniel Liu Pg. 4 Four Friends, Grace Garvey Pg. 14 Daylight Savings Time, Lauren Pg. 4 Sore Thumb, Ethan Leckie Pg. 15 Kurtz Escaping, Jack Leary Pg. 16 O’Young and Fired Prince, Alex Pg. 5 Sinelli In Search of a New Home, Pg. 17 Lauren Dill incandescent, Daniel Liu Pg. 7 Desolation, Sherise Lyou Pg. 17 The Stars Around Maria, Alex Pg. 8 Out of Reach, Santiago Calderon Pg. 18 Sinelli A New Perspective, Pg. 18 Julia Nicholson My Friends Are in My Phone, Pg. 10 Ngäbe-Buglé Grandmother, Pg. 19 Leslie Ying Sophia Pensula Spring Day, Zain Sadiq Pg. 10 Everybody Needs a Home, Pg. 20 Clio Williams The Man with Everything, Pg. 14 Santiago Calderon Swimming, Grace Garvey Pg. 20 Poems, Short Stories, & Essays Stories, Short Poems, The P, B, and J, Santiago Pg. 14 Pierce the Veil, Calderon Aishwarya Vangala Pg. 21 October 6th, 2018, Jayde Pg. 15 The Truth Untold, Kelli Qi Pg. 21 Lombard Betty, Emma Watson Pg. 21 A Letter to my Freshman Self, Pg. 16 Jaclyn Recksiedler Window to Florence, Luis Roldan Pg. 21 Arthur’s Letter, Sarah Finfrock Pg. 19 Beauty of Age, Lauren Eisen Pg. 22 Piggy, Sarah Steadman Back Discovery, Sherise Lyou Front Cover Cover Lazy Afternoon, Evelien Stiffler Pg. 1 Editor-In-Chief: Santiago Calderon; Director of Photography: Sarah Finfrock; Copy Editor: Alexandra Staff Deer Skull, Sophia Pensula Pg. 2 Caballero; Co-Editors: Luis Roldan, Zeal Patel; Staff: At Peace, Zeal Patel Pg. 3 Ethan Leckie, Kaia James, Lauren Shang, Rebecca Reif, Sophie Geraghty; Sponsor: Ginger Bryant Home is Where The Heart is, Pg. 4 Elisa Davis Submissions for the Lake Highland Preparatory School Literary Magazine, By Any Other Name, are open to all My Play-ground, Pg. 5 Art students grades 9-12. Any student may submit artwork or Sophia Pensula writing to be considered for publication. Submissions are judged by the Editor-In-Chief, Director of Photography, and Encroaching Thunder, Isabel Pg. 6 Copy Editor of the literary magazine based on a number of Mestey-Colon criteria including, but not limited to: originality, artistic integrity, and aesthetic appeal. Submissions can be emailed Midnight on the Rooftop, Julia Pg. 7 to Ms. Ginger Bryant at [email protected] or submitted to 901 Nicholson Highland Avenue, Orlando, Florida 32803. Spring 2021 Page 2 Something Borrowed By Maddy Russell, Grade 11 I. ii. walking down my driveway, the day’s air is sticky and heavy, wind wicks my hair, but somehow somersaults over my head dancing in the feeling of emptiness that only comes as a soft breeze. from a vacant parking lot. the cars brush the asphalt on the crosswalk I drop minutes behind me as I search for my reflection like rice in each window on a wedding day, (tinted and one-way glass) (impossible to pick up afterwards black against the young blue sky. but we try anyway.) be home by supper only means something through the store windows when there’s time to kill, the shoppers are making masks out of veils time I spend twirling my watch around my wrist & pretending they’re older until the clock hands blur until each day peels back like a blister, their only wedding guests are shadows just painful enough to mark the passage of time. (in a world alone, there is always dancing.) the tires start again, kicking up sawdust and dirt, I dance down the aisles, mosquitoes find my knees. rice marking my way home. some things never change. (in a world alone, there is always someone dancing.) (Above) Deer Skull, Sophia Pensula, Grade 12, Chalk. Page 3 By Any Other Name it died a stupid death Elegy for an Orange a life lost because I forgot to eat it. By Daniel Liu, Grade 10 the fruit I left on this counter I suppose it had to go either way? rotted away like roadkill, in my mouth or in the mouth of mold. a vegan grave. some stupid death (Above) At Peace, Zeal Patel, Grade 11, Photography. Spring 2021 Page 4 The Mind You Own Daylights Savings Time By Daniel Liu, Grade 10 By Lauren Kurtz, Grade 10 When the water was young and your mouth was blue It is dark outside when I awake, when you could not control your tongue nor your head So sunshine is my expectation, when unfiltered happiness poured out of a It is winter still which is my mistake spring unbound: some playing deer, a child The sky, a gloomy creation. Your mind was still yours. The days drag on and time moves slow But spring is surely around the corner and when your hair turns into little slivers of moon-bodies The flowers bloom and the trees grow when your bones slip and sound when you dance, This is the year’s natural order. when you have lived a lifetime, maybe even two, We spring forward and we spring back, with memories all around you for you to enjoy, Time is ours to control Your mind will still be yours. We live by the farmers almanac As we anticipate the groundhog coming out of its hole. So why, when you suffer, when comets come hurtling toward the Earth, when your thin golden thread is at the cliffside and God is holding his small black scissors so close to it, waiting for you to mess up, Isn’t your mind still yours? (Above) Home is Where The Heart Is, Elisa Davis, Grade 9, Ink drawing and wash. Page 5 By Any Other Name Alex Sinelli Writer Spotlight What genre do you write in the most? Which do you enjoy writing in the most? I definitely write in realistic fiction the most. It’s a genre I’m comfortable in because it lets me focus on human emotion as the central driving catalyst. I definitely enjoy writing in scientific fiction because it lets me get creative with setting as a lens to examine the characters. What is your favorite style? I almost exclusively write first-person short stories. I like being able to shine a light in the thoughts of the character while still having mystery as to what other characters are thinking. What subject matter do you use the most? Man Versus Self is definitely my favorite for short stories, but for longer stories I love Man Versus Nature. Both are immense power struggles between a vulnerable, stubborn character and an immense force they don’t have control over. Characters that are perfect and never in danger are boring. What inspires you? Shorebirds. I got a very good opportunity to describe their fragile relationship with the ocean in “Stars Around Ma- ria.” It’s a struggle between something that is evolved and adapted to deal with the danger of rushing waves while still (Above) Photo courtesy of Alex Sinelli. risking the fact that they could get swept up. Have you won any awards for your writing? Which one of your works are you most proud of? I won the 2020 Page 15 short story contest, but I don’t It’s a solid tie between “Stars Around Maria” and “Mom.” often submit things to competitions. Both are recent pieces that fleshed out two different char- acters in two distinct styles, and they were signs to me that Do you have any publishings of your writing? I was published in the aforementioned Page 15 Anthology I was getting into my element. because I won, as well as several publishings in the Lake Highland literary magazine By Any Other Name. O’ Young and Fire Prince Who is your favorite author? All authors have their own special writing styles that make By Alex Sinelli, Grade 12 them unique. I love Chinua Achebe, Zora Neil Hurston, Not O’ Young and Fired Prince, that you would send Hemmingway, Shakespeare, J.R.R Tolkein, and so on. as droplets to a desert these scores of thousand men. That your reign may water this garden of slime and rotted skin and bloom out a new age of Denmark. Tis against my thought, sure as sun of yours, that these men may escape this brambled kingdom to see their faithful loves and unsul- lied mothers. By my hand, I had cleaved through corrupt men so that to all hope of the divine you have strolled into this palace to take what is rightfully mine. But you were braced by these men around you to see the heavens ‘fore you sat on that throne. A greaséd mirror, is you to I. Two princes, father’s wronged; yet I see myself not fit to take the crown. May you defend this weeded patch against the next fool so simple as to risk all for your eggshell.