Poem from Cascade Student Kari Houghton.
A thousand years from now, due to a series of massive continental floods, there will be no good reason to write letters. I will be
The day I uncapped the bell jar your absence rang loud in my ears The roaring sound laid waste to everything in it’s wake Forcing
God pronounced me dead on the scene He said between these blades of grass and the songs you have to see is a cradle and
As part of Cascade Campuses “Common Hour” experiment, all are invited to a lecture and reading of poetry from the First World War. Tony Greiner,
When taking aim at drug and gang violence no one is an innocent bystander. This sentiment is reflected in the portrayal of events that took
One of the happiest times of the year at PCC is when the ewes in the veterinary department start dropping their lambs. The joy the