From afar, they are red paint 
splattered on a campus. They bleed

across the quiet, green field.
Their petals are soft as a pillow, sweet

as an apple. Each one is silk
slipping through the breeze. These perfect rubies

form a fiery paradise: fragile
flames flickering without fear.

The dark plum centers
Are peppered with rooms

of golden joy. Yet, they are just flowers
swaying, dancing, refusing to stay

still. Small soft sparks
in the soil. In the wind,

They are more
than they seem.

Dayeon “Diane” Euh is a writer from Los Angeles, California where she attends Harvard-Westlake School. Her interests include environmental and voice-driven writing. She received honorable mention for her story “Where Do The Animals Go?” in the 2025 Bow Seat Ocean Awareness Competition. She is also at work on a novel, which is about a babysitting detective.

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