March 30, 2021
I finished this piece the day before the district-wide lockdown was announced. It was a project in which I had to combine art and literature. I decided to use a poem, so I picked one from my favorite childhood poet, Shel Silverstein. I didn’t realize how much this would mean to me a year later.
At this moment in my life, I can see the end of my sidewalk. Now, I don’t think this is the last sidewalk I will ever be on, yet this change is inevitable. The pandemic is seemingly reaching a close; I will be graduating high school; my parents are getting divorced; my childhood is ending. I am in the in-between, where the bittersweet peppermint wind reminds me of where I used to be, and where I am going.
