Wildfire

Stone Soup Magazine
July/August 2018

By Karinne Ulrey, Illustrated by Eli Breyer Essiam

Say one sentence An ember sparks Say another Wind blows and swirls One more A wildfire Karinne Ulrey, 10Los Gatos, CA Eli Breyer Essiam, 10Cambridge, MA

Stoplights reflect off the bay The faint sound of glasses clinking and people talking is carried on the breeze The moon is shrouded by clouds Towering...

In the African sun there was a lion and the house cat. One day the cat told the lion to have a race. So the race started. They ran so fast a rock fell on the...

There once was a mouse who played the keyboard. When he played at night the cats came out. The rats came out. The owls came out! Isaiah Albro, 7Sherman Oaks,...

I love my mother My true mother I smack my feet Against her sandy skin Hot or cold I don’t care I do it every day You do it too Sometimes To get exercise But I...

Because I wanted to feel like an Amazon I asked my father to build me a bow with arrows We went to the nearby woods that overlook Forest Beach in the village...

tiny valley big so big grass of blue lakes of green tiny big down-upside trees night and day spring to spring nothing&noone comes to tiny big valley nothing...

We are in the valley between two mountains coated in blue, like sheep’s wool. It is suffocatingly beautiful, and exhilarating at the same time. A river runs by...

Rolling waves of green blue spume, Soothe my aching feet, Silver specks whiz by against the stone, I look up from the shallow waters, The sky coated in a...

afternoon turns to evening we wait cockatoos call through rustling trees their voices harsh, jeering, even— as though mocking us with their secret...