Poetry

The Field

  • March 25, 2021
The Field
Benjamin Davies @bendavisual

By: Chase Cosgrove / Junior Writer

No, I was sleepy
Dreaming of a field
Where trees blossomed
And rain glazed the glass
The green field that glistened in the warm red sun
A field which was filled with zen
Where you could get lost in your thoughts

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Chase Cosgrove
Chase Cosgrove is a 16 year old junior who is interested in getting a bachelor's, and tefl so he can start teaching abroad. He is also interested in reading, video games, and works at subway outside of school to get some money.

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