Watch me as I run through clouds, The fog left far behind. I open my eyes under water, Its sting won’t steal my sight. I take a knife to the brush, The weeds dodge as I pass. Step on sticks, peel off stuck ticks, and grab hold of what will last. Don’t tell me to… Continue reading Spiritual War
When going through belongings from my childhood bedroom, I found among them something very special. It was a speech I had written and presented at my end-of-season track & field banquet as a senior in high school. This speech, written as a poem, depicts memories of my time on the team and offers some advice… Continue reading Special Moments
Caitlin M. Smith 