The Perpetual Hourglass Desert

By Malachi Luke
Campbell High School
Grade 12

Again she spent her day walking the sands

Seeing only the coarse land and weathered ruins

With her hair full of sediments, tied with a band

In the land without weather that might flow so fluid

She had been venturing aimlessly for countless weeks

Though she still blossomed with redundant hope

Hopes that one day, over the dunes’ peaks

She’d see another along those slopes

From such fantasies she’d never awake

And forever these dreams served as a cloak