elementia
U, I, and Growing Up
By Eric Gunnarsoni, the definitive
the only you in the world
i am and you are individual
we are separate
we are absolute masters
of our individual perceived universes.
The Maple Tree
By Ramya ChilappaMarina Green had always been the epitome of normal. She got good grades, but they were nothing phenomenal. She was pretty enough, but no great beauty. She had friends (did one count?), but was nowhere near a social butterfly.
The Job of a Catcher
By Connor DurhamSeeing out onto the entire field and beyond,
Like seeing out onto a battlefield during a war
While being guarded by the tools of ignorance,
Being the catcher like the general of the team.