I know the world is waiting.
I live in a stump inside a tree,
Ready for people to see.
I’ll glow like the moon.
I’ll dance and sway over meadows.
The earth feels like home.
Katonah, New York
THE WORLD IS WAITING
Katonah, New York
Katonah, New York
Where young artists paint the world with words
The international magazine of stories, poems, and art by young writers and artists. Published continuously since 1973.