Juicing lime,
And adding flour,
Nina Newt sets the time
Until the next half hour.
And outside there lies
Ridges of white powder,
Ice crystals, gray skies.
Eight pastries lay on the counter
Soft and cozy, the newt is in her little tower.
| Hi, my name is Mylaina Earnhardt and I am a junior. It is my first year in Journalism, and I’m looking forward to growing as a writer and actually enjoy it. I want to explore as many topics as possible and find what I am good at. In my free time, I like to read, play with my ugly dog, and ace my classes without studying. |
