Canyon Waters…………….……………..……………………..…………………………..Rafael Rodriguez-Montgomery, IV

Winifred sits silently in the dark at her cold steel desk. She remains quiet with her eyes focusing on the same small crevice as before. Although there is nothing but metal behind the white-painted walls, they serve as a blank canvas where Winnie’s mind paints a world where everything is not divided to please the will of all. Her dreams and safety ended when the age of polarity began. Winifred’s stomach blackened with regret; the regime should have been prevented from gaining total control. Unable to sleep, she sits in her hard, uncomfortable metal chair, thinking of how humanity has descended into this abyss. Disease, regardless of the scientific advances developed to vanquish it, is allowed to flourish by those unwilling to accept the science. She stands up and walks towards her bunk bed. She climbs up the ladder, and wraps herself with her single, blood red fuzzy blanket. Then, Winifred rolls over, facing the world's imperfection and closes her eyelids along with the promise of a hopeful future. A plague of division and darkness is all that remains.

Canyon Waters, Rafael Rodriguez-Montgomery