Kassandra M. Konecny


Kassandra Konecny is a lover of listening to music, hiking in the mountains, and observing the way people act. She began writing vigorously when she was fourteen and will hopefully never stop. She has had her fair share of trials lately, and tries to encompass nearly every subject there is to study…

Give a child a ball,
a doll, a piece of chalk,
or a plastic clock,
and they are content.
Joy radiates with them,
more radiant a gem, and no star
nor a car,
can shine any brighter.
Nothing could shatter innocence,
their resistance is strong,
but as they go along
age starts catching up.
The glow fades away,
a frown comes to stay as pieces
of the world
begin to stick on them.
There you have it:
this pit of life we fall into
where we can’t see through
our maps of destiny.

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