Written by Anna Kung from Phillips Academy-Andover, Massachusetts, USA A silent river, ever wide, that carries all who step inside. Moments drift like fallen leaves, caught in winds that no one sees. It doesn’t pause; it doesn’t wait, for love or loss, for joy or fate. It heals, it steals, it fades, it grows: this mystery nobody knows. In childhood's laugh, in an elder's sigh, it whispers softly as years go by. It teaches gently, sometimes rough, that now is fleeting—never e
Written by Alvin Su from Benjamin Franklin High School in New Orleans, Louisiana, United States The basket’s ribs remember: how calloused hands (cathedral pillars) cradled each golden globe like communion wafers, how the command was Take Eat This is my body, never this is my leaving. Five years, seven months, thirteen days since teeth last split peach skin, since the attic swallowed every promised return. Now the fruit swells with unspoken law: she is fading. The trees bow lo
