Author: Sophia Falco
The light was unable to filter in
between the small spaces of the
yellow leaves belonging to
a quaking aspen.
Instead, the light was stuck behind that
dense tree canopy until one leaf fell slowly
unleashing the freedom for
a single ray.
(This same leaf broke the still surface
of the water creating tiny ripples
spreading outwards between the border of
water and land. How to break borders?)
While in search of freedom,
I made footprints in the dirt,
and particles that were kicked up drifted
behind me in the wind.
I tried to move past the darkness, and
after many hours of walking, sweat dripped
down the side of my face
mimicking my tears.
Finally I was able to stand beneath
that gap where that one leaf had
fallen, and under that
single beam of light.