I am from the Land of the Rising Sun, from red and white. I am from the vast ocean under the shining stars. The night, the day, it tasted like harmony. I am from the crashing waves The shimmer...
Carsynn Martinez
I am from the Emerald City, From mild forests and tapping rain drops. I am from the cloudy fog under the blue sky. Crab, oysters, it tasted like the salty ocean. I am from the water puddles and...
Gabriel Ahn
I'm from the hot streets waves from jumping cactus balls all over my shoes and year long heat. I am from the yellow place with some green under the hut I built with sticks. (The smell of a full...
Alex Gilbert
I am from the land of the Rocky Mountains, from dream lake and black bears. I am from the Garden of the Gods under the water. land, tree, it tasted like salt. I am from the Pike Peak the...
Allia
I am from the Rocky Mountains, From the state of snow and the cave of winds. I am from the Garden of the Gods under the shade of Pikes Peak. In-N-Out, Chick-Fil-A, it tasted like America’s best....
Theodore Davidson
I am from purple sunsets, mountains, and bluebonnet fields, From Big ben and biscuits with tea. I am from “Co-co co.” under the hedge. flowers, scraping knees, it tasted like fresh plums from the...
Hannah Myers