Evelyn L.

Behind hard clouds, a single star

From fractured grey, golden beams spill.

A crack in plastic skies.

A ray of sun.

The star drinks in her light.

Following in her mentor’s steps.

The heavens above become a sunlit space.

The sun sets sail,

Traveling across orange horizons.

The lone star rises,

Seen between twilight hours and twinkling lights,

And shatters the plastic skies.