Isabella Santoro
Photography Editor
I am a day of sunshine in flashes
Burning, building
High
Higher
Highest
I am a night where winds strike the trees
Swiping, sliding
Low
Lower
Lowest
I burst and I blunder in spaces untouched
My voice, not filling a room on Friday
But Saturday night I am
Bright
Brighter
Brightest
I help and I hinder in this costume of lies
My voice, it shakes today
But tomorrow I am
Brave
Braver
Bravest