The whispering light hangs in the shadowy trees
As I fly down a golden path of fireflies
Toward a pirate ship door handle that
Slithers like an octopus tentacle in my palm,
And I am filled with blue fear
Blue Fear
Where young artists paint the world with words
The international literary project for students 8 - 18. Stories, poems, and art by young writers and artists since 1973.