An “aerie” is the nest of an eagle. It sits high above the Earth on the face of a cliff or in the bare branches of a tall tree. It is a treacherous point of perspective, a place of birth, of awakening. It can be a fatal drop down or perhaps the start of a wonderful flight. This is Aerie, a collection of high school literature and art. It is memories of innocence. It presents problems and solutions; it illustrates love and hate. It is full of perceptions from a time when humans are on an awesome threshold of a drop or a flight.