elementia

Take My Fear

By Ayah Abdul-Rauf

DIM… DIM… DIM… DIM… DIM… The soft, high note of the last key on a piano rang through the night repeatedly… and it was keeping someone up.


Spider

By Ben Jensen

She was like a spider.

Walking youthfully and childlike,

on the verge of being crushed.


Stairwell

By Emmy Hartman

Alone,

I wait for

you.



I sit quietly

and picture

you,

wondering if

you will still

come.


Stress and Comfort

By Melanie Leng

Sometimes, when the soft spring rain

slowly soaks the earth,

And lightly fingers everything,

Giving it a coat of droplets,

The color of everything begins to fade...

It darkens out the colors

And smooths out texture.