Inside a Nutshell

Oceans of carpet

My boat-a large white pillow

Horizon of stars

 

Sunlight filters in

Golden rectangles of sun

Paint the whitewashed walls

 

My desert back yard

Never ending in my mind

And of course, blue sky

 

Magenta flowers

Hang off the neighbor’s cream wall

Delicate beauty

 

Beautiful sunsets

Streaks of orange splash of pink

Cherry red sun sinks

-Julia Yee, May 2014

Hope

When all things fail,

Turn to dust in the grindstone of Fate When all souls die,

Relegated to the cold, still oblivion

When all love dies,

Lost in the suffocating haze of lust

And when all men lose,

Lose their dignity, their honor, their pride,

There is only you, dearest.

You whom the Greeks admired most,

You to whom timeless songs are spun

Only you, brightest and dimmest,

Strongest and weakest, greatest and smallest,

You, who despite all odds and circumstances,

Despite the wintry gales of despair,

And the cruel darkness of desolation,

Exist, and by existence brighten this

cruel world.

Hope.

-Jack Yoon, November 2013

Artichokes

    

    Drawing By: Emma Boyd