By Ellie Stewart
The Earth turns too fast for the world to catch up The seasons shift leaving lovers, allies, neighbors, strangers, swiveling apart What were we? My head turns too fast for me to remember I spin, you stay. You’re there lingering and then I’m gone.
You were there, We were here. The stars beneath our feet. The air we never breathed. Our footprints never clean. A new world now; Transcendence when you left, The path behind you overgrown. You’ve shimmered to the next. Evanescence, the very essence Of your existence. Grey clouds made way For rolling thunder, Beckoning you, The sky screaming. It would never die. The scent of the sky. The dark in your eyes. But it has. We have. Evanescence.
Ellie Stewart is a 17 year old graduating high school senior from Utah. She writes stories and poems in her time that isn’t spent working with animals and plants. She plans to publish a novel one day and display it in a personal library among devil’s ivy and fish tanks.