H O M E
H O M E By: Raycel Rodriguez The cool b r e e z e in the daytime combing through your hair, then soft, silver stars twinkling against the seemingly e n d l e …
This Land is My Land, Not Just Yours
This Land is My Land, Not just Yours. by Sadey Alip Stand my ground as the wind pushes against me. I can feel its bitter cold seep into my bones. Chilling me from my head to my soul. Jotting me…
My Teachers
My Teachers by Anonymous My teachers always taught me that there is always a why behind an answer, That if I have the right answer I have to know WHY. My teachers are sometimes nice, They can also be serious…
Where I’m From
Where I'm From By Tattum Spence I am from a family Dallas, Texas With meat loaf, mashed potatoes, mac-and-cheese, steak, and neck-bones It makes my family's nose run. I am from my Nana's stale jokes, stories, and puns Prompting, reluctant but…
What I Love
What I love By: Joshua Lujan I love the pool It has that smell that attracts me It has a lot of people going up and down the pool doing the same stroke I like how it is loud because…
Where I’m From
I am From Secrets and Lies From music to books I am from a small broken home From Oak Trees To Maple I am from Family Meals every year To Screaming tears everyday I am From Woody Beach, Marti…