June 2021

When my best friend walks a foot too close I flinch. That doesn’t feel right. Is it possible to walk upon the earth hand in hand, to rise up and touch stars that are just reachable, without touching once? It feels impossible. Cora Burch, 13Van Nuys, CA

It is 4:00 AM. Not quite, more like 4:02, or 4:05. But it doesn’t matter really, like how the virus will one day leave and we will still wash our hands every time we get home from the store. I am sitting in bed reading a book I love, a story that leaves me at peace every time I read it. It’s calming, in a strange way, even though there is a conflict, like how the sky can still be that beautiful electric indigo of 4:00 AM, or 4:02, and in the back of my mind I know that people are still dying. Cora Burch, 13Van Nuys, CA