Featured in the 2022 Spring Issue of Rambunctious
The Water Cycle Rebeca Mendez Siquier, '25 I don’t think I’ll ever die One morning I’ll wake up and will have become nothing A cloud maybe No, those are far too lively I will evaporate into nothingness No roses upon a gravestone No tears upon their cheeks An empty room A window A light A half empty glass No bones found on the ground No ashes placed on the mantel Like water I will evaporate And be no more, but return once more As the air that fills your lungs, and lets you live.