90 Polar Nights // daniel arellano

An eternal star lights a hill on-top,

The nocturnal backdrop rests ashore.

You emit that bookshop type of love,

Through pipe, gripe, apple pie, and frostbite

You’ll forever be my heaven dove.

Goodbye is the toilsome word I uttered,

To be able to sight the sober sky,

In October.

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Daniel Alejandro Arellano Perez is a junior in the LPS pathway. He likes writing in his free time, whether it be poetry, essays, or short stories.