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July/August 2020

THE WORLD IS WAITING

I know the world is waiting. I live in a stump inside a tree, Ready for people to see. I’ll glow like the moon. I’ll dance and sway over meadows. The earth feels like home. Analise Braddock, 9Katonah, New York

WE SHALL PLAY

We shall play till day turns to night and night to day, till the planets explode and crumbly bits glide down to Earth, till the eerie glow in the basement is gone, till flying cars dip and soar. We shall play till the world’s last light is blown out . . . By the lips […]

SATURN’S GRAND LEAVE

Half sobbing, half heartbroken it left. Rings faded, color lost in a twinkle. It dipped and bowed and pleaded its goodbye. As it walked away it said I’ll be back someday. It came back indeed. All gray and shriveled down. A few craters lay on it. Its atmosphere was hard as ice. It orbited differently. […]