By Bella K Rain falls, wind cries, Eventually everyone has to say their goodbyes. Thunder is loud, lightning strikes, Everyone is scared on this stormy night. The ground shakes, leaving no sympathy for the critters that awake. Come home Come home Come home Find your safe spot. Everyone is frantic, can’t get comfortable, no one can seem to picture afterwards. Boom! Thunder strikes. Again and again and again. You just feel hopeless, caught in the storm. Your safe spot is way, w

By Maxwell P The icon of Northern Asia Whose claws are as rough as a diamond And whose blue eyes glisten from the snow From her mesmerizing white and grey coat To her posh attitude She’s one of a kind No doubt! The Legend of Vogue magazine Whose fierce face stuns the crowd And whose photogenic ability makes the cash flow From her chanel collar To her frost leash She’s exotic Isn’t she? The guard of her family Whose beauty can be misunderstood   And whose claws will leave a sc

By Finn W good things are hard to write about i am more familiar with sleepless nights and hollow stomachs i rely on the comfort of being uncomfortable it feels like cheating to say im fine and mean it but today the sun hit my turned back and i caught myself smiling at the promise of tomorrow so maybe everything will be ok

By Dina N Only the wind as her observer, Freedom under fading skies Sending shrilling notes like unsigned letters, Drifting from uncertain heights. In name promised pain Enough she endured, Therewith bloomed a malady of the heart Possessing no cure. Scarcely inspired To invite the wild into their homes, Shuttering glimpses of a half-moon weaning Over the scraggly moor she roams. Though behind the skin All blood flows the same, You and I will be one For the length of forever s

By Carter K Biking long distances for hours on end, looking at the trees flying against my eyes as I ride past them. Biking long distances for hours with friends, hoping I’d see the occasional moose, bobcat, or wolf. Going from town to town, traveling from dusk till dawn, soaking in everything I can. Going from town to town, hoping it would just keep going on. Up and down hills, through rivers, over bridges, scenic views I wish I could relive again.

By Sunny B   And when the black mist is standing at my door  My eyes heavy  Falling into the cold embrace  Of an eternal slumber  The sun will creep in  As bright as it was all those years ago  And the world will be ever saturated with color  Whimsical wonders in every corner  Not-so toothy grins  Followed by incessant laughter  Playful excitement for every little thing  Not wanting the day to end  But when the sun lays to rest  And the only light left is from the sallow glow

By Maddie R

Anonymous Time is one of those ideas that feels simple on the surface, seconds ticking, days passing, but the moment you look at it closely, it all starts to fall apart. Even with science, we still don’t really  know what time is. We only know how it works. People think changing the world would make it easier to handle, but how do we do that? How do we change the world? How do we try to understand the long vicious cycle we call Time?

By Kenzie F