Quarantine Shravya Sethi, 11 The light, not of sun The clash of a noise Coming from the box It’s not quite a toy The smell of a cake wafting from the oven door you dive in and say “I really want more!” A mask of protection For others, not you So that when you sneeze The germs can’t get through Digging holes, making new life Planting more, watching them thrive Aching back, going to sleep Joyous cries, seeing them strive A flight past the houses I’m a blur, on two thin wheels pumping my feet, dirtying blouses The sensation is surreal And sitting at home On the couch, all alone This year we shall stare silently at our phones
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Weekly Creativity #120: Write about Someone You Know as a Superhero
Write a story about yourself, or someone you know, as a superhero
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Make a detailed drawing of a bicycle–from memory.
