Neighbor Problems
Neighbor Problems By Erika Lievanos Dear Maricela, I think you need help with your stuff/things. When I see you, you are throwing the trash in my yard. I don't get mad but I think you need help with your kids…
I Wish…….
I Wish...... By Brayan Romero I wish that one day people would stop worrying only about themselves and instead helped others or at least their community. Community is like a puzzle because without 1 puzzle piece u don't get nowhere and without…
Daytona Beach
Daytona Beach By Joshua Beltran I saw people in bikinis walking down the beach. I tasted some pepperoni pizza, and cheese pizza. I heard people screaming and having fun playing volleyball. I felt people passing all around me. I smelled tacos…
Michoacan
Michoacan By Evaristo Granados I can see my family close but not too far. I can feel the sun's heat coming to me when I run fast. The best thing I see is my family playing outside. When I go…
Neighbor Night
Neighbor Night By: Angela Naranjo Where is he going? I followed him. He ended up at the bar! He was sinning in front of people. Playing jazz with his trumpet and his band. Playing pool with all of the neighbors. When he…
Come Back
Come Back By Alex Valtierra You're my brother and when I see you in the street I know you up to no good. I see you in the morning, I see you in the afternoon, but don't see at night. Where were…
Money Isn’t Everything
Money Isn't Everything By: Darius Jones My family told me that money isn’t everything We stand on the block and get it the wrong way The wrong is taking lives Taking the unowned And doing whatever it takes to…
Home
Home by Zaire Reid Silent Nights Flashing Lights Not the kind for super stars the kind for the guys behind bars long cold dreary days reaching far beyond the sun rays They’re all no good “doomed to fail” Are these…
My Uncle Alberto
My Uncle Alberto By Jordan Salazar Alberto he died from a drive by. That day a lot of people were crying. We were all outside playing. Alberto’s best friend is now in a place with a lot of people…
Jackson Is Our Home
Jackson Is Our Home By Daylyn Isaacs Jackson is our home And we’d like to stay Jackson is our home Don’t take it away We’d like to stay The old walls we touch, The quiet noises we…
Spare Change For My Neighbor
Spare Change For My Neighbor By Fernando Garcia My neighbor A solitary old man With a scar that runs across his face. My neighbor Spends his days in the haunted house Made of cardboard That is his home…
We Play
We Play By Javier Perez We play minecraft She plays with me I remember every week We make a house We play ninja We almost always play We almost everywhere She’s been through a lot Yet is happy…
On The Freeway
On The Freeway By Maria Perales I can see the beauty of the morning sun I feel like running and not stopping until I reach it The clouds are moving past me I want to fly I want to…
My Neighbor Ms. Morris
My Neighbor Ms. Morris Marlen Medina My neighbor Ms. Morris Was like family Sadly she died lonely In a cold nursery home My neighbor who Had no family, Was an adorable old lady She was as sweet as…
Nice Man
Nice Man By Litzy Arzate My neighbor is a man Who looks rich With his nice cars He goes to a lot of places When my mom and I go outside We see him taking out the trash…
This Is My Neighbor
This Is My Neighbor By Anahi Herrera My neighbor is like March Keeping the grass green as possible And her smile is like the sun shining everyday Her house winking at me Trying to forget her sickness, Putting…
Cumbia Chula
Cumbia Chula By Abigail Flores Chula is cool. She likes to put her Cumbia music on and she has a lot of make up. There is a lot of make up in her room And sometimes she…
Home Town
Home Town by Courtney Lee I stay in Querino & Houck, AZ There is a water tank At Houck they have bingo In Querino there is housing There are other houses scattered around Many people come back to this bound…
Life Is A Pain
Life Is A Pain by: Phillip Marchman Dry like a desert, theres hardley any rain The place I live in is the world full of dust, So many families I see that would be unworthy or untrust But we…
My Paletero Man
My Paletero Man By Mariposa Almazan My paletero the one who sells paletas Every afternoon Is part of my community Sometimes he pays for my paleta When I don’t have enough My paletero usually has lots of different…