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  • Avon Marching Black and Gold wins Grand National Competition.

    by Owen Zuranski On Saturday, Nov. 11, Avon Marching Black and Gold took home first place at Lucas Oil Stadium for the Bands of America’s Grand National Finals. This is an accomplishment that Avon Marching Band had not made since 2010, twelve years ago. After winning ISSMA’s (Indiana State School Music Association) state competition, the Read more

  • AHS Choirs Host Avon Vocal Invitational

    AHS Choirs Host Avon Vocal Invitational

    by Luke Shepherd AVI (Avon Vocal Invitational) is an annual competition that is hosted by the Avon Choral Department. All Avon choir students in competing groups work to put together AVI and create a successful choir competition for all schools visiting in the first weekend of March. Some of the best show choirs in the Read more

  • Ghetto

    by Janelle Walker Now in 2023, everything that a black woman does is subjected to be deemed ghetto.  From the hairs on her head to the shoes to the shoes on her feet.  With all this nitpicking how can a black woman feel complete?  From the hoops of her earrings to the chewing of her Read more

  • Remorseful

    by Avalynn Bullerdick The first time I saw the painting, my world froze. Gathering Storm. Such an ominous title. I wonder what compelled Ivan Ayvazovsky to create such a masterpiece. Is that how he saw his life? A gathering storm? Not yet erupting but living on the brink of a hurricane? I feel that’s a Read more

  • A Lovers Recount

    by Avalynn Bullerdick My head hurts. It has hurt. It will always hurt I think, as I try to forget all that I remember. I try to forget why they’re no longer here. Yet they’re always there. In my heart and in my blood. I still remember the sound of their voice, how it echoed Read more

  • Amalgam

    by Spur Wood The wind burned against Finn’s face. It pushed and pulled without care, threatening to rip his hands away from the tight grip they had against the metal ladder, to knock his feet from the precariously small ledge he had his toes pressed into. The welcoming glow from the rattling doorway was the Read more

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