by Rena Kim
I remember talking to the trees.
An only child and back then,
petless and no one to talk to at home
My companions were the wind, the flowers, and the trees
and everything
was so interesting
The trees towered above me
sometimes scary
they were so tall
but most of the time
it felt like a protection
I never got cold
When the wind blew, it didn’t give me goosebumps
but rather twirled me around in a dance
Or it felt like the wind was saying something to me
The flowers were sad sometimes
I remember feeling sorry
for the wilted ones
and the broken ones
I pet them and fed them water
I gossiped with them
recounting my wild adventures at school
© Rena Kim
Rena Kim (she/her) is a passionate high school student attending Menlo School in Atherton, California. Along with her love for writing, she also enjoys dancing and exploring different genres of music. Rena is currently working on compiling a writing portfolio for university applications, and has been actively involved in creative writing programs such as Iowa Young Writers’ Studio and Juniper Summer Writing Institute.
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