When everyone headed back to their rooms to get some rest, I didn’t feel much like napping. I stayed up on the porch and got out my paper and pencils again. I couldn’t shake that image of a slouching beast from that poem LaKeemba had quoted. Our English teacher had said it was shaped like a Sphinx—person’s head and lion’s body—and so I started to draw it . . . all lean and golden as it crept across the sand. Its belly almost touched the ground, and its soft paws didn’t make any sound.
When everyone headed back to their rooms to get some rest, I didn’t feel much like napping. I stayed up on the porch and got out my paper and pencils again. I couldn’t shake that image of a slouching beast from that poem LaKeemba had quoted. Our English teacher had said it was shaped like a Sphinx—person’s h
