POETRY

Autumn

by Maya Rabin

Autumn begins when the trees

start changing color, weather gets colder,

and many holidays to enjoy.

Thanksgiving is on its way.

Family and friends give

and thank each other.

Curling up on the couch

with some tea or coffee

watching a movie.

Going on walks

and listening to the wind

whooshing by and stepping on leaves

Crunch! Crunch!

But, what will happen when Autumn ends?

By Nicole Kuznetsov

So tired…

Not even sure…

...what to do.

I can’t remember much.

What happened again?

I remember people laughing and smiling, while my face was struck with fear. Wait, no… they weren’t people… were they?

I don’t know.

I just don’t know.

I don’t know what happened.

I just remember the sound of my heartbeat echoing in my head.

And the feeling of something on my shoulders.

Like claws digging into my back.

Like the weight of a thousand elephants piled onto me

An unprecedented feeling of pure dread that makes me want to hide under my covers or run for my life.

Except I can’t run.

Or hide.

I’m frozen.

My legs are stone.

They’re welded to the ground.