ORANGE GLOW by Angelina & Jack, age 9, Lily & Tony, age 10, Wisdom, age 11

Star trail and eruption Photo by Davide Castiglione — National Geographic Your Shot
Yesterday night, from Centuripe at my house, there was a little eruption from north-east 
crater of the volcano Etna.

Orange Glow

Sparks spread across a rain-shattered sky,
An orange glow sprouting from the mountain
as if the sun were setting
as if the sun were rising
as if you’re in a different world

where people don’t exist.

NAIL SALON by Helen, Tony, Ali, Jack, Timothy, Misu, Anvivi & Binh, age 9 & Carmen, Angelina, Vanessa & Emily, age 8

Nail Salon

Chemicals drift around my nose,
and bo
ttles of polish clatter 
and clink 
on the shelf. Clippers click,
files whisper,
dryers whir.
From beneath the sound,
Mom paints finger and toenails
the color of crashing Atlantic waves,
of morning,
of sunflowers,
of paradise,

and blood,
and a million stars
gleaming down
from a 


OFFICE By Misu, Binh, Jack, Tony, Nam & Timothy, age 9 & Angelina, age 8

By Misu, Angelina, Binh, Jack, Tony, Nam & Timothy 

From a wire above, papers dangle.
Bandages flu
er onto the floor,
and the smell of blood and Purell leaps through the air. 

Scribbled letters dance across 
white boards
that reflect
florescent light
and sunshine
piercing through the window.
Ms. Peggy slides a drawer shut 

and paper clips 
clink and scatter across her desk.
Steam rises from a mug of co
ffee, and when 
that kid who breaks crayons 
knocks it over,
dark liquid puddles on the floor.
Ring ring ring.
Click click click.

In the corner,
balls gobble air.