By Julie

Grapes are delicious. Purple grapes are better than green grapes or black grapes. They explode with a cannonball of round flavor when you bite them in your mouth.
Grapes look like little gumdrop-shaped gaggles of round, small, marbles. Purple, black, and green. Not shiny. Dull. They seem to have little unique patterns etched into them. They look like something out of a stained glass window.
Grapes sound like a Greek word, a delicious snack. Like some dish they prepare in a scorching desert, and by the sea on cold days. A round oval word split in half, like a grape. It sounds happy. It sounds like crepe. It sounds tasteful.
Grapes feel like smooth elephant skin. Smooth and thin and bumpless. When you eat them, it feels like bare eyeball that has a nice flavor, up against your tounge, but not as eerie as it sounds when you say that aloud.
Grapes smell like grape popsicles, a faint wandering smell as strong as you like it. It reminds you of a faded tapestry in an abandoned castle. A smell that might have history behind it, barely peeking out.
Grapes taste fresh and freshly picked. Very ripe, too. Little bursts of flavor that fills your whole mouth with a Whiz! and a Bang! But it’s soft like a little owlet. Like a miracle that fell from the sky.
Grapes are good for you! Everyone should eat more grapes. Grapes are healthy and delicious. I like purple grapes best. You should eat more scruptious little grapes.

White is a new color. A clean color. A quiet color. White is a proud color. White is a color of purity, and life, and hope, joy, and freedom.

White looks like a newborn snowy owl, Antarctica, and my mother’s scarf when she was small.

White sounds like the call of a dove, the roar of a polar bear, and the sound of fluttering paper when you run with it in your hand.

White smells like sour cream, new sneakers, and the rosebush at home.

White feels like floating on a cloud, a pearl necklace, and soft feathers from my pure white feather boa.

White tastes like popcorn, vanilla ice cream, and plain yogurt.

White is a new color. A clean color. A quiet color. White is a proud color. White is a color of purity, and life, and hope, joy, and freedom. White is the coat of a lamb. White is a color that makes me happy. White is snow. White is…white.

Icebirdies that live in the ice and snow,
Where the temperature drops to a zillion below,
Making snowcones to eat at night,
And having a very fun snowball fight.