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By Anonymous Change starts but never ends,Drops ripple and never settles,Fires were spreadBy those who read ,And fires never die.They light up the nightAs stars in the fight. Against the vast,The pristine void,Of cold flakesWith the old,A little yellow in the snow,Will make the winds blow,Blow sparks anew. For fire never dies,Its spirit leaves,For theContinueContinue reading “Change”

By Anonymous your favourite colour is yellow. i remember how my heart skipped a beatwhen you told me, back whenall i knew about you wasthe kindness in your eyes,and the way your voice sounded,almost out of breath,when you said hello for the first time. yellow fits you, with yourgolden smile, your dandelion eyes,your butterscotch hair.ContinueContinue reading “you / yellow / yearning”

by Anonymous Spring was just settling in from the last breaths of winter’s hymn. Green buds blossomed from the snow and peach trees flowered like bridesmaid-boughs in soft-pastel dresses. Frozen rivers melted and slowly trickled down beds of rock and mossy green. Spring came, as did the swans. Aurelia sat in the bare wintry wandsContinueContinue reading “The Swan Maiden”

By Aan Sehgal, Grade 10 We are losing what we should saveWe all need it but we don’t careIt will slip away from our grasp We are 8,But not just 8Rather, 8 billion We are killingNot murderingBut losing Our Sun is fadingNot many years leftThe yellow, fading away We are hurtingNot othersBut ourselves We areContinueContinue reading “Death”

by Anonymous The surface of the pool glittered like broken glass. I could see the sun setting behind a canopy of palms that sheltered the villa from the outside world. Without my glasses on, the yellow rays melted and distorted the leaves, with the green and yellows combining to form a scrambled mosaic. As IContinueContinue reading “The Dinner Party”

By Georgia Trites, Grade 9 As soon as my eyes opened and took in a room I didn’t recognize, I knew there was something very wrong. The trees outside, barely visible through a window set high on a wall, reminded me of my mother. Winter’s chill had robbed them of their leaves, and now theirContinueContinue reading “A Slow, Painful Death”

By Tamia Ruiz Stannah, Grade 9 Rinnggggg sounds the school bell. I pack up my books and get up, slinging my bag over one shoulder. Everyone was shoving and pushing to get out for the weekend. I am surrounded by a frenzy of arms and angry students throwing profanity at others. I get lost inContinueContinue reading “Titleless”

By Gace Young, Grade 11 Theodore was an adventurous possum who loved exploring into the unknown and discovering what hidden treasures laid behind the borders of the village. Some possums called him crazy, others avoided him in fear of coming in contact with his insanity. Why would any creature dare leave the safety of theContinueContinue reading “The Chosen Possum”

By Kay Aluvanze, Grade 11 I open my eyes and I’m completely engulfed by darkness. An ominous silence hovers, like a consecrated urn. The only thing I could recall was taking a nap. Maybe I overslept. Yeah, sounds like something I would do. I arise from the worn-out mattress and reach for the light switchContinueContinue reading “The Never-Ending Nightmare”