0 vote   52 readings 1 min
I am accustomed to flying through the sky. Feeling my fingers fall through the air as I release my grasp on the wooden bar anchoring my dangling body above the earth. I soak in the audience’s [+]

16 votes   97 readings 1 min
Every day the sun descendsThe fireflies begin to blinkThat's when we know It’s time to get readyAll of my Dad’s workers adorn their costumesFlashes of crimson, swaths of gold [+]

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PSU A Night at the Circus
0 vote   34 readings 1 min

Reflections on a Camping Trip in Maine

Betsy Motten, ago

We discovered the wilderness, and with it, the pleasures of our senses. Sun rays shared warmth with delicate fingers, touching us gently as we stretched lazily upon rocks and sand [+]

0 vote   27 readings 3 min

In the Midst of it all

Kimora Reddick, ago

It's oddly unfamiliar and kind of hard to explain, how do I put this? I woke up and I was in a new environment. Mom always told me that the future would hold something exceptional, but sometimes I [+]

3 votes   50 readings 5 min

The Savior

Valerie Xu, ago

I once thought I didn’t know how to tell how time flies; tracking, following, and racing it always felt like a betrayal to my own identity, as if I was susceptible to guilt by simply hoping time [+]

0 vote   35 readings 3 min

Solace in Seedlings

Christine Brown, ago

How to make sense of this? How to find solace in my fear? The answer came unexpectedly in the early days of lockdown. A thought emerged and kept persisting, “grow a garden,” it [+]

0 vote   52 readings 1 min

Ode to the Changing Seasons

Bette Alburger, ago

“Stick ‘em up, trees!” the North Wind said; Then shook down all their gold and fled! And there they stand with limbs raised high, Robbed by the bandit of the autumn sky [+]

0 vote   60 readings 3 min

Sunset in the Meadow

Kathy D. Hrenko, ago

The sun was sliding lower in the sky as sunset approached. Glorious when the wind moved the clouds away, casting brilliance upon the sunflowers and goldenrod. Sunglow, my favorite color in the [+]

0 vote   42 readings 1 min

A Family of Mushrooms

Jamie Cooperstein, ago

Living amongst a world of endless concrete in Center City I didn’t expect to find a wild mushroom colony on the walk home from preschool. Over the summer, my 3.5 year old daughter and I discovered [+]