Elementia issue 5

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By Roger Weaver

Life is green, but death chose black. A bully is mean, but nothing like Jack. If I chose a path Would it be good or bad? If I pick a side Would it make you sad? You left for so long. Now what should I do? You left me cold, Now I’m as hollow as you. Life without meaning Is it as bad as no fate? Or


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By JDC Resident

Being lost is hard to find... wanting to leave my past behind closing my eyes and counting to ten waiting for my day to begin looking at the dream I failed can’t go back now that ship has sailed


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By Tayler Anne Klein

I broke the silence with a short cough. If anyone else had been in the sunlit room with me, they would have started and stared as if I’d broken a silence not meant to be disturbed.


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By Kati Klehm

Flying. high. Sunshine blinding me Through my thoughts’ shadowy veil Happiness opening all the doors of my life All decisions made, Minute to minute, Just flowing on the momentum Of the world’s energy Ecstasy.


Love Like a Two Dollar Bill

By Zoë Christianson

When I offered you A heart full of love You responded, like this woman in a toy store when I tried to spend a two dollar bill a relative had given me years ago, when I was young... Keep it. It may be worth something someday.


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By Rachel Franklin

Every day, I walk along the same road, A path of work and play, the route I know. Every day, I carry the same, tiring load, A burden of hopes, fears, and woe.


Glory

By Connie Hu

From afar           it melts into the brush. Thick, thorny weeds           ravage its pitiful landscape. It is forbidding terrain,           with a pothole landmine and shattered windows,           looking like gouged eye sockets. Eternal no-man’s-land. But wait. An abandoned archway           co


Rainy Nights

By Abbey Mock

I sit in my bed, Rain pouring outside, Sadness of the past flooding through my windows, The night that my father left, The day he decided I did not matter, At a young age, I was left alone, On a rainy night like this one, Hours past, He returned home, Threw things at the wall, Forgot I was there,


Take My Fear

By Ayah Abdul-Rauf

DIM… DIM… DIM… DIM… DIM… The soft, high note of the last key on a piano rang through the night repeatedly… and it was keeping someone up.


Spider

By Ben Jensen

She was like a spider. Walking youthfully and childlike, on the verge of being crushed.

She was robbed of her innocence, it was taken away before her prime. She sat staring out the window, the tears falling like the rain outside.


Stairwell

By Emmy Hartman

Alone, I wait for you.

I sit quietly and picture you, wondering if you will still come.

Though a thousand stairwells have I traversed, never has one felt so alone and empty until I waited for you.


Stress and Comfort

By Melanie Leng

Sometimes, when the soft spring rain slowly soaks the earth, And lightly fingers everything, Giving it a coat of droplets, The color of everything begins to fade... It darkens out the colors And smooths out texture. It creates a soft scene, And when I stare up at the grayish-white sky, The clouds


You and Me

By Robert Williams

Was’ up with you and me can you tell me that I think the way you have been treating me is flat out whack I’ve been putting myself out there as the months have gone by But no matter how far we get you continue to pull back I can’t believe you girl you got me open like a book You know I care about


The Secret

By Cole Fevold

A secret that was not meant for ears, Would be told for many years. Some whispered words meant for a friend, Would be overheard and spread without end.

Since one person found out That which none were sure about. Not knowing if it be false or true, That is when it began to ensue.


Wrong

By Brittani Ball

What shall be wrong with me? What shall I fear What shall be wrong with me is nothing I fear For If I shall fear what is wrong with me I shall only fear myself Even though you shall see me you shall not know. I am a person like everyone else I have friends and family A life of my own I shall be l


I Am the Quiet Little Hispanic Girl

By Stephanie Lara

I am the quiet little Hispanic girl, Light skinned people make fun of me they say I am not the color I’m supposed to be. But who cares? It’s me not you!


Truth

By Maddie Miguel

Truth is lost in our society. It’s constantly altered into lies that we all think is true but isn’t. Truth, although harshly real, is transformed into gossip confusing its listeners. Sliding off the tongues of well trained liars


What the Fck You, excerpt

By David Marrero

Every time that you promise It puts me in this constant positive mood then you let me down

why don’t you just stop it?

Getting my hopes up so high why would you even bother? This relationship slightly reminding me of my father


Straight Back To Nothingness

By Becky Peda

Honestly, if you ever think about it No one ever knows where to turn, The corridors are melting into hallways These hallways are melting into hell.


Vintage War

By Dotty Harrison

Life to all, the empty promise I’ve found something new Take your script and watch it slip through Cracks so obvious

And we still fight in vain Who’s the one that wins? No one’s truly saved No room left to swim Life to all, the empty promise


Autumn Hearts excerpt

By Elizabeth Kelly

Silence is here again. No whispering trees Not even a howl from the wind. The river no longer laughs. The sounds of our happiness are gone, But I will never forget that bright autumn day


Losing Lila

By Jessica Sutter

It looked a bit like Lila, but it wasn’t Lila. I don’t know why people say that when someone dies they look like they’re sleeping. Her skin was dull grey and colder than ice. Her long body lay limp and heavy on the stainless steel table. Her clothes were dirty and rumpled.


Hawaiian Paradise

By Daria Le Grand

The sky gleamed a radiant blend of colors which reflected on the glassy ocean. The aroma of varieties of flowers fresh from the fields lingered in the air.


Drip Drop

By Maggie May Price

Today is one of those days, where everyone stops to take a minute and appreciate what we have, rather than what we want. We worry about the tiny little things in life that don’t matter, instead of the things that can change our life. Today is one of those days.


Freedom

By Erin Ashley

The mountain trail is steep, and even I am having a hard time staying upright. The ridge I’m on is rocky and desolate, and I am the only thing moving. My chest is heaving as I struggle over the treacherous granite.


Tree

By Claire Christie

The place many memories were made, where laughs echo throughout the woods. Splashes into the water below can still be heard and felt on a hot summer’s day. The rope that hangs, worn and weathered from young hands, gripping it tightly.


Cows

By Will Fleming

I love watching cows. They remind me of my blankets on cold nights, when all is freezing, and I need something to snuggle up with. Each cow is unique, like a snowflake. Sometimes it’s hard to find the difference, but if you look close enough the picture becomes clear.


Quite simply, you are a parallel revolution

By Brooke Shippee

Life is a never-ending coil With twists and turns And you are the one thing that I did not count on.

You are the mistake in a waltz.

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Graduation

By Margot Newcomer

Standing on this stage, my life flashing before My eyes, I remember a time of Youthful Bliss where the impossible was possible.

Singing sweet melodies to Snow White and The Wicked Witch, six with fans hanging On to my every Judy Garland high note.


Yes, I am a Dreamer

By Mary Kaitlan Schmitt

Yeah, I’m a dreamer, I dream of so many things.

But do you know what separates all you other dreamers from me? You all actually work to achieve your dreams, you dream about the future and what you want to become.