In this issue, we introduce The Clarion’s very own Poetry Corner, a spot for the creative minds of our writers to submit notebook entries, drabbles of writing on their notes app, or anything creatively expressed in a different style of writing.
her rose petal fingertips burn
at the flame buried within.
she still sees the light past
my eyes deeply lost color.
i love her, despite her naïveté.
she loves me despite my burdens,
as she watches me continue
to lie to myself and to her
about the sanctity of our love.