Vanquish The amber rays seek, luring me to their secret. Their sweet golden touch makes my fingertips glisten like the sun. Then all of a sudden, their mark escapes from my hands, and their glimmer trails off into the midnight blue. They extend past the deep purple shadows and swirl through the black branches of naked trees. The wind whistles in my ears racing, chasing. The limbs of the trees snatch my dress, keeping me away from the light. They’re too far. I cannot keep up, and I fall in defeat, crushing the rustling leaves. Nicolle Rojas-Castro (’17)
Pillars of Salt 5
