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...ones. One of Lombardo’s weaker lines, “If he went to jail he’d probably be a slut. / This one needs a haircut,” earned him a barrage of disapproving yells. “Can I get a glass of water? I’ve got a hot mouth,” quipped Blackwelder between rounds. But his rhymes weren’t hot enough for the judges. He was bested by Lombardo in the final round. The three rounds of competition were separated by several performances of dance, spoken word...
...sold-out VIP section, 49 students paraded down the runway modeling a colorful array of getups. The theme of this year’s show, hosted by BlackCAST (Community and Student Theater), was “Elements of Desire,” with four acts centered on Earth, Fire, Water, and Air motifs. Each scene displayed a different color scheme: Earth models wore brown-tones, Fire models wore red-tones, Water models wore blue-tones, and Air models wore metallic tones. The show began with a performance by two teenagers from the Center for Teen Empowerment and a presentation...
...spectrum, we have an obligation to make a move that is both beneficial for the environement and for local communities. The Cape Wind project would be that sort of win-win situation.The Cape Wind project has proposed to build 130 wind turbines in Nantucket Sound, the body of water south of the mainland of Cape Cod, bordered by Martha’s Vineyard to the west and Nantucket to the Southeast. When fully running, this project would meet three quarters of the electricity needs of Cape Cod and the islands. Although it boasts numerous benefits to the Cape...
Every morning, the water looks different, glassy or choppy, sapphire-colored or muddy gray. One day, we saw a glinting spot of water as long as a rich man's yacht. My husband and I asked, What's that? A school of golden fish? It was the sun angled just so. The next time we saw it, we forgot and said, What's that...
Every night, before sleep, I admire the water, the indigo island against an India ink sky. In a hundred years someone else will stand before this window. She will notice how the water looks different every day, how it is also the same. She will wonder if anyone ever lived on the island. She will write the answer in poetry...