The following piece is published as part of our TLM Young Writers series, a dedicated section of The London Magazine‘s website which showcases the work of exceptional young talent aged between 13-21, from the UK and beyond.
We go every year to the same town
The town is the same every year we go
except another store
and another neighbour
The days there are made of making meals
which are ‘closed circles
and voices droning in circles
and there is corn, corn, corn
Every year there is a thrashing panic in me
against the winding sheets of this stagnancy
There is no purpose here for me
I am not ready to rest in peace.
 Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
Clara Bahay is 18 years old and living in Washington DC.
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