You cloudless sky you sing in low pitched voices that rumble the sand that flows beneath my feet
Your hills roll like the r's on the tip of my parched tongue and my dusty knees fall to the floor creating an earthquake only I can feel
Wind, please knock me around so I can feel something
For once my throat not aches for water but aches for an answer of whether I am lost amongst you or whether I sparkle in contrast. And I envy you,
sitting so vast and so flat while I…. Like a will or a way, have yet to be found.
I am a junior at Palo Alto High School in California. I wrote the poem "Deserts" to capture the feeling of how as a person in this world, we sometimes feel lost and out of place.