Seasons by CLOTILDE SEVERIN
We have ample time.
The accepted laws ferment to a deep amber.
The youth grow more golden with the lapse of years.
Time is a living thing.
It becomes sick, grows old, dies.
Even after the “good year”.
A fair wine; a single fish.
Lamb growing on their own land.
CLOTILDE SEVERIN was a high school senior attending UAA through Alaska Middle College School. Clotilde Severin grew up in Anchorage, Alaska where she learned to love reading, writing, and dancing. Next year she will attend New York University's Tisch School of the Arts as a Dramatic Writing major.