Making Birch Paper with my Father


(Fairbanks, Alaska: 2017)

Peeling birch bark
Off this dead log

Knife ashes
Cool in the amber
Of perpetual afternoon

(Summer – north – sun won’t sleep)

Things half-die
Each winter

Brittle bark

We find
Green, peeking life


Second Place: Elizabeth Wing
Sir Francis Drake High School, 12th Grade