Featured in the 2021 Spring Issue of Rambunctious
They and We Mannat Mahal, '24 Do you think I’ll ever be able to move like them? Speak like them? Laugh like them? It’s not crazy how I think It’s crazy you don’t think how I think Leaves caught on fire turn different shades Turn into ashes and fall Making us all bare A white wind comes from the east White scatters everywhere It’s how they are not bare They are covered, while we, We, are bare It was nice at first standing still Until I saw the first Will Dancing, playing, trotting about Oh how I wish it were me it was about Never wanted to trek far But they made it seem like fun Walking to nowhere Through places like me