Student Publishing Program ::

Alex Jerosch-Herold

The Stranger

The airport lies empty,
Devoid of life,
Except for the man in the cafe,
He stares off into space,
His black coffee steaming,
He is nondescript,
Blending in with the background,
He is a stranger,
Waiting for his departure,
To take him to a place,
A place where he is,
No longer,
A stranger

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]