- By Lena Mitchell (she/her)
- Art “Lizard’s Mouth” by Ella Anderson (she/her)
I can’t speak to your California
but I’ll sing for mine:
Yosemite.
Magnificent stone,
tall.
Too short a word
for these
towering giants:
Royal.
I don’t believe in rulers
But I bow to you.
Oh!
A gust of wind
through the valley,
My lungs too small to catch it all,
I leap
against the screeching air
I fall, clumsy, rolling amongst the grass
I am child.
tangled hair
I will dance on your hilltops
I will kiss my best friend
wide smile,
here are my teeth
for you
the valley so wide
I am big and small.
