Student Publishing Program ::

Kelly Zhang

Here

Through a foggy window
Time passes
Perception blurs with imagination
And eclipses over reality

Possessed by the moment
We’ve found a way to grasp the slippery
Fleeting fish at the ends of our lines
Becoming what we once strove to catch

Escape from memory
Accompanies a feeling of wholeness
We are no longer lost without a light switch –
Everything is comfortably unfamiliar

I do not know what will become of this
But I do not care

So long as we are here

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]