Liliana Grace Valentine '25


I can hear my heartbeat underneath my breath,

Silent night on wings so easily breakable

So fragile that at first glance,

The stare of the beast lurking

Could undo something

So important and yet so useless

Lent wings of lies,

The beast rises

To claim its prey

Wings fluttering, then lifeless and gray

Darkness cannot claim the wings

For the wings are the very darkness, with no blessings

Until it is too late, the clock will strike midnight

Calling out its song to fade away into the night