by Meg Brodeur '24 on November 10, 2023
Portfolio Co-Editor
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Night descends on the chiseled shadows of a disappearing dusk,
And envelopes them into a backdrop of vast darkness
Still, she finds solace in nightfall’s mysterious, ethereal, essence
She fixates on the glimmers of starlight
watching them wink at an ever changing moon
She stands at the edge of a moonlit shore
Admiring the inseparable bond
Between the silent moon and swaying waves,
If only the night’s tranquil energy would make its way into her dreams
And calm the storm brewing between her ears
She yearns to liquefy her bleak thoughts
And pour their melancholy into the sea
For the moon to push far out into the abyss.