Daffodils by Theresa Abalos Today I looked at the daffodils and they were just daffodils. I stood for a moment, and grieved. Is this life? Every day losing another dream to the despot of Human greatness? How heavily it breathes, This withering tyrant! It looms o’er my shoulder, and scorns my gauzy laurels. They’re absurd, these clumsy daffodils, scattered like Leaves in the...

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Daughter by Starr Jiang My daughter If there should still be color in the sky I would take a brush and paint it white so that you with your Magic Markers can color the stars and name them And when the world turns its cynical eye and demands, “What do you know?” You can point to the heavens and say, “The universe” When...

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Click by Starr Jiang When Emma told her second grade class during show and tell that her favorite sound was the click of her front door opening, everyone laughed at her sincerity. The teacher herself had to force away a smile, for she thought that the girl was joking. Emma left the front of the room politely after that incident, all at once...

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