in memoriam: our youth
Ella Xue '23
we emblazon our history
in monochromatic photographs,
sing over the discord of our gods.
we trail our fingertips
along oakwood-imprinted initials,
reminisce of rope swings and dirt-stained heels.
we dive for stories
embedded in river-washed rocks,
carve mountains into our souls.
we play games of hide-and-seek,
hide our tears and seek the visions
eluding us with each breath of the moon.
we dig holes in soft grass
seal them with pinky-promises to remember,
pile on pebbles like pitiful gravemarkers.
years later, our adventures
will drown a thousand times over,
only to resurface as memories