"Heights," a poem by Christine Wilks, begins with a long, vertical image, which looks like a torn-out photo of church spires. As the poem scrolls from the bottom of the page, different photos of these spires appear in the area of the torn image. As each line of the poem is revealed, it bumps the previous line up further. With an eerie sound of wind blowing, the poem describes a fall from the Heights. On its surface, the piece describes a journey to the top of a building and a nearly disastrous slip. Taken metaphorically, "Heights" tells a story of faith and doubt, as the writer struggles to hold on for fear of falling. The poem finishes with the line “can I hold on?” This line, coupled with the image on the page, slowly fade away, ending the piece.