By: Selena L. Martinez “I’m tired, mommy,” I said. My eyes were fluttering shut as the night and snow surrounded us in the quiet of my room. My mother said nothing and put her hand up to my forehead, worry…
By: Linda M Crate i fear you’ll hate me maybe the reason i thought you could hate me is sometimes i hate myself, and i cannot blame you if you don’t like the darkness in me; i try to make…
By Mark Kodama 1 The nice thing about a small town is that its people always take care of you. So when my big brother Pete was injured in the football game, he did not have to worry. God is…
By: Aruna Subramanian Chirps of the little birdsWhispers in my deep slumber…Alluring aroma filling upAwakens my senses…Such a pleasant morningI open the balcony door.Cosmopolitan criesstrike in reality..I get on the rush wheelscarrying a backpacksearching my lifestruck overwhelmingon the endless lines…
By: Carl “Papa” Palmer seeing a squared up column of lower case clauses is how to recognize my poetry scoffing capitalizations and poor punctuation are allowed to liberalize my poetry finding my meter improvised, alliteration ill advised, deemed as duly…
By: Carl “Papa” Palmer Happy with myself the first time in years, able to look folks in the face unashamed, knowing another day has been conquered. My friends, my family, all proud of me, of how my life is finally…
By: Emily Ruggieri I’m driving away The day is new, the sun kisses my cheek through the glass Warm like the touch of the hand that cares, do you care Feelings are there, feelings I’m afraid to share Feelings that…
By Susi Bocks this determined path sometimes leads to places of not wanting to be staying stuck even my goals are far-reaching and my ambition is strong yet, i still find myself at an unpredicted stop life is devilish like…
By: Brianna Barden
By: Anadi Naik The room is cool With a humming air-conditioner. The bed, the chair and the table Overused by ever present patients are old. The walls are empty like the face of that mirror sunk into the north side…