By contributor Emery Konst. Emery is an English major focusing on fiction and poetry. Besides reading and writing in her hammock, she enjoys annoying the neighbors with her loud music. Her poem, Fire…,was forged from a dream about mountain rock, dawning sky, and an eternal fire.


burning embers crackle upon slabs of cold stone
its fiery pulse stationed at your feet
toes curl and stretch in the glowing warmth
your vision hints hues of scarlet within amber horizons
as rays of a mourning sun shine through your eyes

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