Oh, California,

your winds and heat upset me,

never feels like fall.


drops of rainfall through

the cracked window this dark night,

peace is present here.


Pierce his heart and eyes

Cut his head, take his stomach,

Carve a smile too.


Smear her eyes with paint

Nature will rot her quite soon,

A baby pumpkin.


Orange stars falling,

Branches falling on my head,

I’m falling for fall!

“Blueberry skies”

Fluffy clouds turn gray

Covered the blueberry skies,

Fall prepares Winter.



Blankets, hot tea

Bundle up with a good book,

The trees are orange.

Photo credits: Scott Perry

Written by

Gasia Karakesis

Gasia Karakesis, junior, is on the OLu swim team and swims year-round. She loves to draw, listen to music, and read. Her favorite book is Call Me Zelda by Erika Robuck.