Issue 6
By Julia Douglas-Mann
How Beautiful I’ve Always Been
I walked for hours and my life
and fell in time to trees.
I am these dying leaves
in Autumn and Spring:
how beautiful I've always been;
how blissful it is to glisten.
How sensual the earth feels.
My mulch is becoming earthworms,
being devoured by hungry birds.
Flying through sunlit water droplets,
my anxiety's lost in flight.
I see my leaves again—
how beautiful my golden, orange glow.
Serena Park is a high school student who writes poetry and creates visual art in the quiet corners of her day. When she’s not working on a piece, she’s usually listening to music—especially rock, with a special place in her heart for Kurt Cobain.