The ELM

By Quinn Shelley

By Gretchen Fitzgerald

By Sophie Brown

The cold wind making my branches sway back and forth, the crisp breeze blowing on the few remaining leaves left on my branches as I wait.

By Cora Lea and Scarlett Contreras-Montesano

By Cora Lea

I tiptoe down the long dark hall, trying not to wake the others.

The long hallways are like a maze, 

By Rosie Perkinson

help me happiness
find me
nurture me
love me
cure me

i remember you
but i'm afraid you don’t remember
me
i remember sunny days
the simple joy of lemonade