memories are dandelions,
wisps framed in a turquoise portrait.
you remember what you lived once
(a red-haired girl laughing,
nights spent mending fishnets)
but you cannot bear to
lose yourself anymore
in the bloodstains of your past
and you turn away from the mist
clouding your eyes.
you once lived in the land of honey,
but now you lie in the time of heroes past.
Akshata Rudrapatna is a seventeen-year-old senior at Hamilton High School. She has won accolades in the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards, the Anthem Essay Contest, and the National Peace Essay Contest. When not writing, she can be found doing an endless pile of homework while drinking strong coffee.