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By JDC Resident

I want to touch a tree.
Not just any tree.
A tree with big green leaves.
I miss the shade trees
give on hot summer days.
The way they smelled, not
like a flower, just the
overall smell of nature.
I want to sit on


Make It What You Want

By Hailey Cannon

Wake up
Do my hair
Put makeup on
So they don’t stare

Wait a minute
Nothing’s wrong with me
I have friends
And a family

Whoa, good thing I didn’t keep goin’
That almost turned out like another
teenage poem