By Katherine Lin 1 I am standing in the middle of a clearing. I am alone. The trees around me are silent. I think they are cold. I am cold too. My coat is at home, but I do not want to cross the Rhine again. My shoes are still wet; the frayed fabric is bleeding on blankets of red and brown leaves. The sun is bright in my eyes, making it painful to see. It glitters w … [Read more...] about Passage from the Rhineland