I Envy You, Marsh
Sophia Mandrier | Young Artists Issue | Poetry, Winter 2026
Wind carries the smell of pluff mud;
spinning around chocolate cattails,
sending clumps of seeds into the reeds.
Terracotta crabs dance on your sun blistered
surface and cobalt blue dragonflies zip around,
slicing through golden god rays.
You enclose upon the filthy rocks,
slopping the dusty surface in umber
pluff, just to pull away hours later
in with the silvery moon,
tides changing with the seasons.
Its inconsistency intertwines with the
ecosystem, only interrupted by relentless
hurricanes.
So it comes in floods?
that feeling, unwavering.
The constant need for something you can’t
have, almost as certain as the rising sun.
Lab women shift glasses up their
noses and stumble over my name,
reciting my last positive test.
Cup lids screw, and results waiver over
me like a constant threat
An unwanted part of my ecosystem,
Relentless and fierce.
And I’m still here envious
Envious of the way you still look
perfect; Cracked and dusty,
sweltering in heat.
Of the way everything moves with
you, and not at you.
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Sophia Mandrier is 16, and attends School of the Arts in Charleston, SC.
I Envy You, Marsh
Sophia Mandrier
Young Artists Issue | Poetry, Winter 2026
Wind carries the smell of pluff mud;
spinning around chocolate cattails,
sending clumps of seeds into the reeds.
Terracotta crabs dance on your sun blistered
surface and cobalt blue dragonflies zip around,
slicing through golden god rays.
You enclose upon the filthy rocks,
slopping the dusty surface in umber
pluff, just to pull away hours later
in with the silvery moon,
tides changing with the seasons.
Its inconsistency intertwines with the
ecosystem, only interrupted by relentless
hurricanes.
So it comes in floods?
that feeling, unwavering.
The constant need for something you can’t
have, almost as certain as the rising sun.
Lab women shift glasses up their
noses and stumble over my name,
reciting my last positive test.
Cup lids screw, and results waiver over
me like a constant threat
An unwanted part of my ecosystem,
Relentless and fierce.
And I’m still here envious
Envious of the way you still look
perfect; Cracked and dusty,
sweltering in heat.
Of the way everything moves with
you, and not at you.
______________________________________
Sophia Mandrier is 16, and attends School of the Arts in Charleston, SC.