Life in Seaview Circle by Siven Konawaena Middle School, HI Sea view circle A circle where you can See the sea Its not circle its A rectangle Sea view circle smells pleasant Thousands of plumeria trees Hundreds of fruit One seaview…
Breaking the Huddle by Kimo Konawaena Middle School, HI Breaking the huddle executing plays is the way scoring touchdowns, dancing, celebrating. wake up sunday morning pray and repeat. bonding, laughing having fun with the boys each day you come closer as…
2 Poems by Jamia Burnett, 8th grade, Indiana Biography: My name is Jamia Burnett. I am in the eighth grade. I am a writer. I love writing, it brings me joy. I am from Chicago, but I currently live in…
Three Poems by A.A. 15 yrs old, South Carolina Bio: I was born and raised in one of the many small towns of South Carolina. Truthfully, I have never been very outgoing or athletic or anything like that, so school…
Goodbye by Roxanna Castillo (Las Milpas, Pharr, TX) I’d seen her for weeks, but never really knew her, sat next to me, but never talked. Now I pay attention when she’s in a wheel chair, put all my time…
Mama by Kyla Moore (Los Angeles, CA) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HVqAEed7S_4 I don’t live with mama. She lives her dangerous life. She says it’s fun up and down Pico and in my home city Bell Gardens. I say it’s trouble and…
My Father’s Side by Jordan Lacey (Oklahoma City, OK) I disappeared from my father’s side re-appeared at my mother’s side My dad wants me back come please A fire started like a huge cement wall it rose then it…
Trying to Dance, Almost Falling by Michelle Uyeda (Kailua-Kona, HI) The music starts off slow, He grabs onto the chair. His fists are turning white, wobbling and wiggling. You can tell he’s been drinking ‘cause he can’t walk straight.…
Brother by T. Jackson (Oklahoma City, OK) Sometimes my mom calls me my brother’s name. The reason she calls me that is because I look a lot like my brother. She also calls me that ‘cause he is deceased.…
See Me by Shondria Smith (Oklahoma City, OK) I know you see me, the way I walk, the way I talk I know you see me, the disgusted look on my face from the judgment these days, the…
Liberty City by Ismael Regis I am a fighter, I am a lighter, I am a bright teen that lights the fire. The fire is dead in my city. There are no plants. There’s no sweet air. …
The Pain I Feel by Leah Ford (Oklahoma City) I am writing about me. My life is so messed up, people always judging me, there’s too much hate around me, people always got something to say. People just think…
My Pain by Diamond Brant (Oklahoma City) My pain is like the dirt that I try to pick up under my fingernails after trying to dig up the broken memories buried in the dirt that I want to forget…
When the Moon Rises by Jyren Thompson (Navajo Nation Reservation, Crownpoint, NM) The sun sees everything around us The sun sees us walking, running, jogging or even us talking The sun knows where or when we are there The…
When My Mom Sleeps, She Dreams by Latisha Johnson (Navajo Nation Reservation, Crownpoint, NM) When my mom sleeps she dreams and she wakes up in the middle of the night something is wrong it seems I just hope she…
She Dreams of Running in the Bushes with Me by Savanna Larvingo (Navajo Nation, Crownpoint, NM) When my sister sleeps she dreams of being on earth again as happy she would be. She dreams of running in the…
Why You No Call Me? by Antonnie Estinfort Why you no call me? Me your momma or me you sista? Why you no call me? You want money? So now you think that funny. Me no laugh with…
Who Am I? by Nassara Jean (Miami, FL) Who am I? The girl in the corner with a future? Or am I the girl with no meaning? Can I be the girl that brings fortune and riches to…