Elementia escape

Writing

HOUSE FIRE, ONLY ONE VICTIM, WHAT WAS SHE SAVING?

By Annie Barry

Embers in my hair, black dust getting to my lungs. Red, yellow, purple, blue fire in front of me, behind me, beside me. Above and below me. Within me.


Escaping This Place

By Michelle Lascon

This is not my place.

The smile I wear is fake.

Constantly fighting to escape your

embrace,

The proof of my struggles remains on

my face.

Through tears in the dark I turn over

to see-

A stranger, a monster, lying next to me


Dreaming

By Maggie Toppass

A big city. Different people, Modern architecture, A whole world to explore.

I open my eyes to the gray sky. I’m lying in the same yard, Next to the same house, On the same hill. The same place I’ve been my whole life.