Poe is a consultant to the English Department, as well as an unofficial groundskeeper at Northern Kentucky University.

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A flair for the dramatic, he enjoys brooding within his poetry and getting down to “Who the Hell is Edgar?” by Salena and Teya.

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As the muse of Loch Norse, he spends much of his time napping underneath the bridge in the lake, our magazine’s namesake; often venturing into Steely Library or Haile Planetarium during open mic nights to sit in the back while poets and students read their work aloud.

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How long has he been around? One cannot say. But be mindful to guard your pencils. It is rumored that he is fond of snacking on them.